3/18/09

St. Patrick's Day--The Morning After

7:22 AM: Eyes flash open. Sit up quickly in bed. Look at my phone. It's only 7:22; I can sleep for twenty more minutes. Notice that I feel okay, not the least bit hungover.

7:43: Alarm goes off. Oh crap. I gotta shower. Realize the hangover has hit me a little bit late. I hit the snooze button.

7:53: Force myself out of bed. Rapidly thinking about excuses I could make to get out of work; realize there are none and I have no choice but to go. Will not trade career for hang over relief. Am not that stupid.

8:00: While in the shower, I remember an article I read on drinking yesterday. I took a quiz. One of the questions was "Is drinking affecting your career?" I said no. I lied.

8:30: Done with my hair, makeup, and dressed. Climb back into bed.

8:45: Finally leave my apartment for work. My 15 minute nap has not helped.

9:05: I arrive at work. Boss has decided to give me my 3 month review today. Pray that he does not notice my extremely bloodshot eyes, wobbly stance, and crankiness.

11:02: Look at last night's text messages. Sent my last one before passing out at 10 pm. Reads--"I'm addicted to cabs!" DAMMIT, I TOOK ANOTHER ONE.

11:13: Check bank account. Sob uncontrollably (yet silently and only in my head) at my desk.

Damn you, St. Patrick.


8 comments:

  1. Same thing happened to me.

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  2. I think this blog deserves a follow up blog re: how the performance review went. Also this story should include the old man you were talking to whom you thought could get you a job at the daily news, because he worker there. This was almost plausible until he fell off his stool and broke out a harmonica to serenade the bartenders.

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  3. well at least you showered. but i see you didn't brush your teeth. not surprised. and i agree w/ meghan on all points. aNNDd i'd like to point out that it is probably not smart to damn a saint, kelly PATRIC(k)ia bergin!

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  4. I had an excellent review; I was told that I'm a joy to work with and that I'm all around awesome. He didn't even mentioned my lateness...

    and I brushed my teeth twice, actually. Vomit will really wreck the breath, Gen!

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  5. at least you didn't have to go to a speaker at 930 in the morning to hear about poverty and homelessness. and because of your massive hangover, you were late and forced to sit in the very front row.

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  6. Don't blame the saint!

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  7. You forgot about calling your co-workers MC Squared and quasi-venting about joining the company softball team.

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