The Evils of Drink

Ha ha well yes I didn't post yesterday because I actually ended up going out and finding something interesting to do...the consequences of which were disastrous.

So yesterday my friend Jarryd asks if I want to go to this party after my shift at work, I say sure why not. My parents buy me a 6 pack of udls, and being the good child I am, I only take 4. I have had four before, I can handle four. Or so I thought.

I get to the party right, and Jarryd isn't drinking because he had to drive. The party is, well so to speak very quiet. There goes my first drink. Now usually I alternate between drinks and softdrinks. I don't now what they were thining when they didn't provide soft drin at the party. It ruined me haha.

Four drinks later I'm having a great time, Mum picks me up and I go home. I have sum water, then I crash. 5 am I get up ready for work. Something is definitely not right. You see, I noticed when I got out of the shower and collapsed. Got dressed, and collapsed again. Passed out cold. Not best feeling. I made myself eat, and dragged myself to work. I spent the first half of my five hour shift with my head in a toilet.

Now, this would have gone unnoticed, except for my manager noticing when she had to make the foccaccias because everytime I went near them I felt nauseous. She was sympathetic, but unfortunately she had to write up and offical report. I had to have 'employee counselling' to determine my reasoning behind it. It goes on my official previously perfect employee record.
*cringes*

So a lesson I have learnt from this:

1. Always be careful about how much I drink
2. Never drink excessively when you have to get up at 5 am and wor

Till next time folks,

Jess