MacBros' Place

I had a close call today when I went into the walk-in to make up a Caesar Salad and one of the Dining room staff entered the cooler also, and she was loaded to this hilt with perfume. With the fans blowing it quickly filled the cooler and that few seconds was enough to start an Asama attack.

I don’t have the right Puffer because I don’t want to spend $85 the one I need when it could be a fraction of that price when my Benefits kick in at work. So the regular (blue one) steroid one really didn’t help much right away because the expensive one that I don’t have is supposed to let the cheaper one (blue one) get to the smaller (breathing tubes thingies?) I don’t know what their called. They’re like veines, they get tinier and tinier as they go further in to your lungs.

But anyway, it was frigging busy  at that time so I just took a few quick puffs of the cheap one and crossed my fingers that it would help enough to let me breath and stayed clear of the one wearing all that perfume.

Well it didn’t. I had to leave the line for about fifteen minutes and go outside for some fresh air, because my knees and legs were about to give out on me from the lack of oxygen, and hack up a lung or two. While taking a few more puffs off the puffer.

So by the time it cleared up enough, I had the major case of the shakes, because of all the puffs I took. I hate using the damn thing because it gives me the trembles and shakes and it’s like I have Parkinson’s. I get the shakes from all the Steroids in the Medicine.

It didn’t clear completely but enough that I was getting enough air my legs didn’t go all wobblie on me. But from all the pressure in my chest it began to get a bit sore, and it still is at this moment from the constant strain of trying to get a full breath of air.

The difference between here and the call center is that I am able to get the fuck out of the area by walking away, unlike being chained to a desk and not being able to move. So I didn’t have to leave work, thankfully. I would have hated to leave the guy I was working with high and dry by himself while it was so busy. That would have sucked.

So I managed to make it through the 10 1/2 shift with the sore lungs and the constant twitching and shaking. The shift went fast as it was busy like I mentioned.

The thing that puzzles me about this is that I thought there was a law of some sort that employees of places like a restaurant weren’t supposed to wear perfumes at all. Because, just suppose that she was standing beside some customer that has the same issues as I do. That could have caused some problems, that is, if it hasn’t already.

Well, I better get my ass to sleep. Another long day ahead. Yeeeesh!