I was in the ladies room in the building where my office is talking to a (sort of) co-worker (my boss owns the companies we work for - me the law office and her the real estate co.). So we were just chatting away while washing our hands and she says to me "i'm freezing. i just drank a lot of cold water because i have post nasal drip". Me: "that sucks". THEN she says "i think i'm gonna be sick". I had no idea what to do - my feet stuck to the floor until I heard her close the stall and cough. I hightailed it into the hallway and waited so I could at least see if she was OK. She came out and said "i have no idea where that came from. And I can't get the toilet to flush" EXCUSE ME???
Funny thing is she remembered my emet and kept emailing me to make sure I was OK. I did panic for about 10 minutes and used the upstairs ladies room from that point (even though where she was sick there are 3 stalls).
So now I am more anxious because most of the time v* is associated with something - not just happening out of the blue.