It’s cold season again, which means what we’ve traded one seasonal pest for another. As someone who prefers summer mosquitos over the autumnal flu, I’d say that fall leaves are more heavily associated with rabbit-hole searches on WebMD instead of the classic ‘pumpkin spice latte’. For people who get sick easily, once the school bells ring again and the temperature drops, you know you’re in for a nasal congested, sore throat kind of life where Mucinex, Theraflu, and Zicam become your new daily multivitamins. 

However, it’s the hypochondriacs who really take the heat this time of year. Stephanie in accounting could be sick on the 10th floor and a hypochondriac in the first cubicle on floor 1 will be scrambling for a box of Kleenex. Hypochondriacs may seem like cool cucumbers on the outside, but they’re scouring the Internet for their symptoms and finding out (on a daily basis) that they may only have a week to live. 

So hug your nearest hypochondriac and give them your condolences (as long as you don’t have a sniffle, of course).