Cathartical Slash

I am getting quite good at this, exorcising annoyment through slash writing *g*

My boss: "Would you like to be part of the committee that will organize the staff Xmas party?"
Me: "No, I'd rather not, I've already too much on my hands and it's not the kind of thing I really am good at working at."
My boss: "Good, I'm putting your name down then. First meeting's next Monday."
Me: "Great, I think I'll be coming down with the flu next Monday."

This fic came out of that, and no, it really ends like this cause I'm pissed.

( Three days )