This uplifting little ad appeared in my inbox yesterday. Gee, thanks, Discovery Health. I needed some more nonsense to needlessly worry about.
It's probably for some gross show where they chronicle bizarre afflictions; I don't even want to know. Because to me, it's more like, hey, you know that headache you got during your annoying 2 hour conference call today? It means YOU'RE PROBABLY GONNA DIE. Got the sniffles? It's not because it's 12 degrees out: most likely, IT'S A DEADLY STRAIN OF EBOLA. Post-nasal drip? NICE KNOWING YA. Jerks.
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