At a semi-sit down restaurant tonight and while I was mid-meal overhead our waitress telling another table about how her son had been vomiting all day and she had to take him to the ER. So she's been bouncing back and forth from work to the hospital being told he's got Viral Gastro...

This of course after she served us food and I had eaten about half the meal. Now I'm sweating bullets and can't calm myself down, thinking obsessively about everything she may have touched that ended up in or near my mouth.