POETRY / HUMOUR
This F#%ing Cold
The sad but true tale of a freelancer who has fallen prey to a nasty little bug at the worst possible time

As though the times weren’t hard enough! As if I had nought on my plate! This f#%king cold had to show up, my vital plans to desecrate.
Freelancing is a stressful job, the urgent need to work is constant and so I had my week planned out ’til this f#%king cold left me despondent.
No sooner was it time to start, to make hay whilst the sun it shines but sure enough that cold crept in with all of its familiar signs.
It started with the tickly throat and soon progressed to runny nose. My joints and limbs then started aching and I was wracked with feverish throes.
Six days I’ve spent flat on my back — and not in any sexy way — including through the long weekend that fell upon the end of May.
Bank Holiday in the UK T’was s’posed to be my chance to earn the dosh to pay the rent on time, and now my plight’s of much concern.
Not only that but this next month of June’s composed of four weeks only and so if I’m to work enough to cope I think I’ll have to clone me!
This bastard f#%king cold keeps me from earning any of my money. Instead it sees me gingerly sipping hot lemon drinks with honey.
It’s mid-week now and I ain’t slept, been coughing up my poor wee lungs, pet. And thus I ask this f#%king cold, “Aren’t you f#%king done with me yet?!”
With thanks to ‘B’ for suggesting I use my miserable cold to inspire my creative muse xx
Jupiter Grant is a self-published author, blogger, narrator, and audiobook producer.
If you are able to spare a little change for a freelancer who makes the bulk of her earnings through the use of her voice but has been laid low with this f#%king cold for almost a week now, I’d be ever so grateful if you could buy me a coffee here: https://ko-fi.com/jupitergrant
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