Today I show up to work, which was pretty nice of me I thought. I stumble into work ,my breath wreaks of alcohol, I try not to breathe anywhere near the smokers just in case I become some sort of fire hazard. My boss asks me "Jamie? whats with the sunnies?"
I reply "nothing....."
He replies " where you on the piss last night Jamie? your breath smells like petrol"
I'm angered at his accusations, how dare he even consider me of such things?! who does he think i am?!
I tell him "look, I dont drink, I just had a rough night"
"oh" he starts " what was her name?"
"arrrgh!" I yell "too many questions! I'm getting coffee"
I return from the coffee shop, I have a tray with 3 coffee's, 4 can's of V and 2 redbull's.
My boss smiles at me and says "That was nice of you Jamie, getting everyone coffee"
I quickly correct him "yer right, this is my recovery kit, get your own coffee old man"