The numbers agree: I feel like shit.

Piece of advice for all you 9-to-5ers: if you work in close proximity to somebody who moonlights as a professional movie critic and one day you get the flu, be a pal and take a personal day. Because it’s impossible to do anything movie-related when I’m stuck on the couch with a fever. You hear me, Rich? I should’ve been celebrating Furious 7‘s $1.1 billion worldwide gross in Atlantic City last night! But hey, at least you were able to draft next week’s interoffice memo, right? Jackass.