[ WP ] A man goes to Africa to intentionally catch Ebola , then flies around the world trying to infect as many as he can

My monday mornings resembled something like this: 
 
 `` *You piece of shit. That's what you are. In this world, you represent what humans and animals defecate. You are repulsive, disgusting and quite frankly, I wish to dispose of you, just as if I would be taking a shit. *'' 
 
 My boss had quite the vocabulary when it came to belittle the poor devils working in this hell hole of a call center. What can I say? That's what you get when you choose critical surgery over college. 
 
 *Sir, I've already purchased the plane tickets for my wife and I, you gave me clearance. * 
 
 *Fuck you, fuck your plane, fuck Africa and everything in between except your wife because I'll be doing that. Get the fuck out of my office now, I hope you catch Ebola in that goddamn piece of shit country. And if that was n't clear enough, YOU'RE FIRED! * 
 
 Wonderful, that was my 3rd job this year. My life was n't as idealistic as I would have hoped. I did n't have much at my name, I guess this was the prince of being a reckless teenager. The only two things I currently had was my wife and this plane ticket to Cote d'Ivoire. I needed this trip, my wife and I searched long and hard about an exotic country to discover and Cote d'Ivoire matched perfectly. I've waited way to long to miss this opportunity. At least being fired meant I could go home early. 
 
 There were a few things I enjoyed in life, on of those were my subway trips, I would meet all sorts of interesting people: rich, poor, kids, adults, clowns, animals, performers it had everything. While waiting for the next train to come, I sat next to a fortune teller just to once again see what was her vision of my future, I always hoped that one day she would actually be right: 
 
 `` *oOoOoh, I see from the far beyond your future... I see horns, and they grow bigger and bigger. In order for me to look into it with further details... You must give me 5 $ *'' 
 
 I politely declined as my train had just arrived, poor lady, she was growing older and weirder. At least she'd managed to keep her job for more than 5 months. There was no reason to be depressed, I would be soon leaving with my wife to my country of origin to see my relatives and there was nothing that could stop that. 
 
 Or so I thought, as I entered my apartment building and entered my home, I heard loud banging and moaning in the kitchen. My co-worker who was on sick leave from work, was pounding my'at-the-moment' wife in my kitchen. Never had I heard her screaming and moaning so loud. My co-worker was filling my wife's pussy with his disproportionate cock better than I did, her breast were jumping up and down something that I was n't able to achieve with my thrust. They were so focused and passionate about fucking that they did not acknowledge my presence until I dropped by work bag on the floor. With shame, my co-worker pulled up his pants and collected his things before leaving the apartment. My wife, ashamed but without glimpse sense of regret stood speechless. 
 
 `` *Listen baby, things between us are not as they used to be. I want a divorce. *'' 
 
 My mind could n't properly process what was going on, it was too much at the same time. There was no way that my trip would be ruined, no, not even after this. 
 
 `` *I understand that I have n't been around much lately. I've been working long hours and have neglected you. You and this trip are the only things I have in my life right now. We can get divorced after this, but dammit if we're not going on this trip together! *'' 
 
 `` *No baby you do n't get it, I do n't want nothing to do with you. You have no money, you have no car and you do n't even fuck that well. It's over, I'll get my lawyer to prepare the paper work. I'll see you after your trip*'' 
 
 Disregard what I've said about my life earlier, my life was HELL, there was nothing I had to live for at this moment. Nothing... Except that trip. This trip was the only thing I was currently clinging to in my life, the world itself could have ended after I was done with my trip, my life was meaningless, this trip was the only thing that kept me going. 
 
 As time passed, I was consumed by the idea of going to Cote d'Ivoire. I would explore everything, see everything. The news did not scared me, the news did n't wanted me to go to Cote d'Ivoire, fuck them. I would go to Cote d'Ivoire and discover everything. Who the fuck cares if there's Ebola? Ebola is nice, I love Ebola. Finally, the day came where I stepped in African soil. Blissful African soil. This was great, I could do tourism on my own. There was no time to waste, I had to vehicle and explore. I eventually came across this nice village. They were the nicest people I've ever met. For the first in my life a group of people have accepted me despite who I am. 
 
 `` *You must complete this ritual in order to achieve higher understanding, eat the head of this bat and your mind will be clear. *'' 
 
 As dictated, I bit into the head of the animal and I felt it right away. My consciousness was clear, the purpose of my whole life was starting to fulfill itself. Ebola was not a disease, it was the epitome of grace. It must be spread. 
 
 It was at that point that I decided to fly to travel to Liberia, Sierra Leone, Guinea, Spain and finally U.S to spread the open mind that I've achieved during my stay at Cote d'Ivoire.
