Today is the kind of day when your Friday afternoon required training unexpectedly gets out early, and everyone decides to go out and get a margarita to celebrate the early start to the weekend.
Except you skipped lunch so you could get a report done before the meeting, so there is nothing in your stomach to lessen the effects of the alcohol on your system.
And then you start getting texts. You try to answer them, but inadvertently drunk text one the mother of one of your best friends.
(You are still not sure how this happened.)
Before you know it, everyone knows that you drunk texted Anni’s mother. Even your friend, Susie, who has gone to New Orleans for the weekend.
And then you buy a pair of flip flops and your husband arrives to drive you home.
Not that any of this happened to me. Especially not today.
Sigh.
1 comment:
You're acting like this was a problem. . .
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