Marla and I had been exposed to Chicken Pox through my second cousin's
1-year-old.  We saw him from a distance for 15 minutes.  I had the
Chicken Pox when I was young, and Marla was inoculated just a few
months earlier.  Since you can't transmit the disease unless you catch
it (with very few exceptions), the odds of either of us being
contageous were maybe one million to one against.  That didn't stop
Robbie from telling people I had it.  After the third person asked me
about it I sent this to our entire business unit.



 The Rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated.

        -- Mark Twain --

I'm working from home and will definitely be in tomorrow.  In response
to some rumors, and despite Robbie's comments of late, I do NOT have
Chicken Pox.  Nor do I have Smallpox, Bigpox, a Pox on myself, a touch
of the Plague (the Black Death), an Earache, an Earful, an Earwig,
Anthrax, Anthracnose, trouble touching my toes, Triskadecaphobia,
Bronchitis, Arthritis, fleas, severe Psychological problems, Ick, bad
breath, bad manners, Tourettes Syndrome, an extra Y Chromosome, a
housefull of unpolished chrome, Mad Cow (or Annoyed Cow), a long-lost
Siamese Twin, or Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis.

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Robbie said he didn't believe any of this once he read that I denied
having severe psychological problems.