I came down with some nasty cold or flu yesterday and couldn’t go to shul today.
I went to shul to daven Wednesday evening and ran into a friend. He wouldn’t shake my hand because he was sick. So he sat down next to me and davened with me for half an hour. Twenty four hours later, I’d come down with the same thing he had.
I hate it when people go to shul sick and spread their dirty little diseases. Why do they do it? Does God want them to spread illness? I hate that. It’s not erotic for me to daven at shul next to guys wheezing and hacking and spitting and spraying their mucuous everywhere.
For the first two days of a cold, you’re infectious. So stay home.
