I've got a cold. I hate colds.
For someone who spends at least two hours a day tasting and smelling things, the diminution of the ability to taste is the cruellest torture. I could embrace the other symptoms of a cold with gay abandon but an olfactory epithelium covered in mucus makes me want to punch walls until my hands fall off. The virus is thought to have been an important cog in the machinery of evolution.
Today I think evolution is overrated. I’d rather be an amoeba than a brewer with no sense of smell.
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One of the things I remember you saying to me was that you hate colds so much that you'd "rather have the squits for week than lose your sense of smell for a day". My sincere commiserations.
Time to get the Lemsip IPA on... ;)
get well soon!
Read about grant achatz. A michelin star chef who got cancer of the mouth. It'll put things more in perspective.
Kill the virus with a good dose of alcohol.
Thank you gents, Happy to report that I have replaced it with a hangover!
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