****A BRIEF INTERLUDE****
**PLEASE PURCHASE YOUR ICECREAMS FROM THE FOYER**
You know when you wake up in the morning and think it is an entirely different day than the day it really is? That's me, that is.
Yesterday was Saturday. I only know so because bonsugar made reference in her journal. My Saturday consisted of "client entertainment".
In a nutshell, I took a load of clients to watch the rugby. We started drinking at lunchtime (12:31 on the dot), carried on alllllll the way through until I was left looking after a few stragglers in Liquid at just after midnight. It is one of our unwritten rules that someone from the Firm must be there until the last client bails; usually it's me... I cannot begin to list the bars we visited nor can I recount the different drinkies which were mixed and are still sloshing around in my tummy. A clue, however, is that we stayed in B Bar for a few hours - this place has a huuuuuge list of shots on the wall. Nuff said.
The good point is that it didn't cost me a penny thanks to my company Mastercard. The even better point is that I found a 10 note on the floor of B Bar.
Remarkably, no hangover. Just tired and rough but no headache. Cool. *manages a weak grin*
So, this fine morn I sound like Barry White again. Whilst you guys are playing rounders in the park I shall be pottering around my darkened pad wearing a robe and watching Kerrang etc. *manages a feeble RAWK sign*
Or I might just go back to bed.
***PLEASE RETURN TO YOUR SEATS***
***THE SECOND HALF OF THE FILM IS ABOUT TO COMMENCE***
**PLEASE PURCHASE YOUR ICECREAMS FROM THE FOYER**
You know when you wake up in the morning and think it is an entirely different day than the day it really is? That's me, that is.
Yesterday was Saturday. I only know so because bonsugar made reference in her journal. My Saturday consisted of "client entertainment".
In a nutshell, I took a load of clients to watch the rugby. We started drinking at lunchtime (12:31 on the dot), carried on alllllll the way through until I was left looking after a few stragglers in Liquid at just after midnight. It is one of our unwritten rules that someone from the Firm must be there until the last client bails; usually it's me... I cannot begin to list the bars we visited nor can I recount the different drinkies which were mixed and are still sloshing around in my tummy. A clue, however, is that we stayed in B Bar for a few hours - this place has a huuuuuge list of shots on the wall. Nuff said.
The good point is that it didn't cost me a penny thanks to my company Mastercard. The even better point is that I found a 10 note on the floor of B Bar.
Remarkably, no hangover. Just tired and rough but no headache. Cool. *manages a weak grin*
So, this fine morn I sound like Barry White again. Whilst you guys are playing rounders in the park I shall be pottering around my darkened pad wearing a robe and watching Kerrang etc. *manages a feeble RAWK sign*
Or I might just go back to bed.
***PLEASE RETURN TO YOUR SEATS***
***THE SECOND HALF OF THE FILM IS ABOUT TO COMMENCE***
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So . . . watching rugby and drinking with folks. . . what exactly do you do for a living?