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Tuesday, October 25, 2005

I've been bad....very bad.....

But damn it was a good night!

How is that one glass of wine at a work function turns into a night of bar-hopping, slurring, drunken stumbling, childish giggling and random drunk dialing?

How is it that it's been YEARS since I've done this?

Too much fun (though my partner in crime was less enthusiastic about it this morning - but that's just because there were moose line-dancing in her head....)

One glass of wine to be social folks. That was all. I hate those work functions where you've had an afternoon of presentations and when all you want to do is leave to go home and curl up on your couch, you have to make nice nice with people. And generally the type of people you wouldn't be caught dead with if you weren't paid to talk to them.... Okay - maybe that's a little extreme.... how about: the type of people that make you want to go and stab yourself with forks because you know that'll be more fun.....

So you have a glass of wine to be social. Which was fine, but then the CFO's assistant wanted another glass and didn't want to have one by herself (note - to those who have never worked in the corporate world - becoming friends with the Executive Assistant is a MUST if you don't want to make your life a living hell) so I said 'sure why not' because 1. the reason I already listed above , but mostly 2. because I really like her (she's one of the few...).

Still - that would have been fine if I hadn't been joined by a kindred spirit (sound kind of like Anne of Green Gables there, don't I? but I don't think Anne would ever have talked about drinking in the same breath as 'kindred spirits'). We finished off one bottle, then another, then someone stole us another. Then we got kicked out of the conference room.

At that point we lost the other revellers (they were smart - they went home!) while we intended to go home. Decided to walk down to the ferry together, but as luck would have it - there were at least three or four bars in our path calling to us. Virtually begging us to go in.

Now, how could we disappoint?

It would have been fine if that's where we left it, but then we decided that we needed to check in with our boss who was away on an offsite in the Hunter Valley. Repeatedly check in. Phone calls complete with pictures of us in the bars, outside McDonald's and with some new friends we'd made. One call we didn't even speak - we were laughing so hard.

Our boss hung up on us.

Smart woman. Good thing she has a sense of humour because we're not in trouble. I think she figures our hangovers were punishment enough.

(Good thing she doesn't know about the taxi chit.....)

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