One Flu Over The Breakfast Bar

(My coworker is a very nice guy, but he sometimes puts his foot in his mouth. Today he’s working the register and making small talk with the customers while I prepare the orders. He’s just handed off the cups for drinks to me when the customer asks how he’s doing today.)

Coworker: “Well, I’m doing all right, but I’m just getting over the flu.”

(The customer gets a deer-in-the-headlights look and freezes.)

Me: “And I’ll be the one making your food today.”