I had just started working here at the library, and this one lady I'd met the day before came into the breakroom kitchen and said "good morning" to me, in a very hoarse voice. I said "oooh, that doesn't sound good. Are you sick?" She said "Yeah, karma got me sick." Thinking it was a strange reply, I just replied "Yeah, karma's a bitch sometimes." She nearly spit out her herbal tea, not saying anything, and left. The next day, I went to some other offices to meet people, and that's when I met my co-worker named Karma. I politely said hi, gave myself a mental facepalm, and DID NOT shake her hand.
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