Flu: 2 — Shop Girl: 0. I thought I had kicked this beast, but last night it reared it’s ugly head once again. I barely slept, but I already had a call for today so I woke up on time and started getting ready with every intention of going to work. By 7:15am I knew there was no way that I could go to work. I called in, curled up on the couch and did what any sick kid would do: I called my mom. She told me that the flu can come and go for about a week and assured me that I’m not dying. From there I knew…