Poor Chad is in China with a terrible case of food poisoning. I talked to him briefly yesterday morning and he was fine (12 hours later there so he was heading to bed). I woke up this morning and he had been sick all night and all day. This is my favorite story:
So Chad was a trouper and went to the business meetings in the morning and then went to lunch. He still felt terrible. What he really needed was a bunch of water and/or Gatorade, but of course, they don't have that in China. His beverage options were coconut milk, coconut juice, or beer. He had both coconut things before and didn't like either so he went with the beer. His reasoning? "Well, I figured it was carbonated..."
Last I heard he was in bed.
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