After a manic day on Tuesday (in the office about 7:30am, left at 11pm), I was determined to get out at a decent hour yesterday and have a beer.
Broke free at 6:15pm and headed for 'The London Pub' with a couple of colleagues.
Happy Hour meant it was two bottles of Corona for $10 until 9pm. Local draught beer was cheaper but I didn't fancy them. Various other colleagues arrived and before I knew it, it was 11pm. I was at a nice level of drunken-ness and was happy to call it a night. No such luck - one bright spark decides to get a round of shots in. Fair enough - nice way to end the night. It was about here it got messy as people took turns to get a round of shots in - tequila, vodka, Amaretto and various concoctions arrived and were downed.
It is then all a bit of a blur until I woke up this morning with a thumping headache, the mouth from hell and my wallet is $120 lighter.
And I've got a very important meeting, for the reason I am in Montreal, in 2 hours time.
Why, oh why?
Broke free at 6:15pm and headed for 'The London Pub' with a couple of colleagues.
Happy Hour meant it was two bottles of Corona for $10 until 9pm. Local draught beer was cheaper but I didn't fancy them. Various other colleagues arrived and before I knew it, it was 11pm. I was at a nice level of drunken-ness and was happy to call it a night. No such luck - one bright spark decides to get a round of shots in. Fair enough - nice way to end the night. It was about here it got messy as people took turns to get a round of shots in - tequila, vodka, Amaretto and various concoctions arrived and were downed.
It is then all a bit of a blur until I woke up this morning with a thumping headache, the mouth from hell and my wallet is $120 lighter.
And I've got a very important meeting, for the reason I am in Montreal, in 2 hours time.
Why, oh why?