Sniffing

At the moment, my current office resembles a plague ward. I’m pretty much done with my vile cold, thankfully, but others in the office either have it, or are in the run-up to it. And one colleague in particular just seems to be perpetually bunged up.

The thing is, that colleague is also apparently incapable of blowing his nose. Instead we get sniffs throughout the day, usually accompanied by that lovely hawking of snot into the back of the throat.

It’s vile.

We’re only in a small(ish) room that holds seven people at most, so it’s all close enough that it induces homicidal thoughts and plans. I’ve already thrown a pack of tissues at him once (a pack, not a box) and told him to blow his fucking nose. No luck.