The office hums with the usual morning bustle, a symphony of keyboards clicking and phones ringing. Amidst the routine, Marcy arrives, the picture of casual professionalism in your jeans and long-sleeve button-up shirt. But today, something's amiss. A tickle in her throat heralds the first sign of trouble—a persistent cough that rattles through the open-plan space, turning heads and furrowing brows.

As Goddess marcy struggles to focus on her work, the coughs grow more frequent, more alarming. Each fit is a jarring reminder of her compromised state, a wet, phlegmy disturbance that s...

The office hums with the usual morning bustle, a symphony of keyboards clicking and phones ringing. Amidst the routine, Marcy arrives, the picture of casual professionalism in your jeans and long-sleeve button-up shirt. But today, something's amiss. A tickle in her throat heralds the first sign of trouble—a persistent cough that rattles through the open-plan space, turning heads and furrowing brows.

As Goddess marcy struggles to focus on her work, the coughs grow more frequent, more alarming. Each fit is a jarring reminder of her compromised state, a wet, phlegmy disturbance that sends colleagues scrambling for hand sanitizer and face masks. Her cough echoes, a cacophony of concern that ripples through the cubicles, sparking whispered worries about the looming threat of illness.

She tries to stifle the coughs, to maintain some semblance of decorum, but the effort is futile. Phlegm catches in her throat, and she spits, a visceral display that elicits gasps and grimaces from onlookers. The office, once a haven of productivity, is now a minefield of anxiety, each cough a potential detonation of disease.

The murmurs grow louder, a chorus of discomfort urging you to leave. "Go home," they plead, a collective plea for self-preservation. But it's not until your supervisor approaches, their voice stern and resolute, that the gravity of the situation sinks in. "It's enough," they declare, the authority in their tone brooking no argument. "You have to go home before you make everybody sick."

Defeated and thoroughly chastened, Marcy rises from her desk, a pariah among the workforce. Your departure is a silent admission of guilt, a walk of shame through the office as you leave behind a trail of unease and the echoes of your relentless cough.

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