Many years ago.
The company I was working for was paying for me and a friend- who also worked for said company- to live in a hotel.

Their mistake was giving us an expense account for meals and drinks in the evenings. What could we do but get hammered every night.

So one morning as we stumbled into the morning meeting, late again, and reeking of booze, as we had done for every morning meeting that month, the boss was understandably a bit upset.

As we took our seats, he jumped up shaking with rage and shouted " I've had enough of you two, you're alcholics".

This is obviously not a good thing, but did we look chastised, and mumble our apologies, and promise to change our ways. Did we fuck.

I calmly turned to the boss and said " Brian, we're not alcoholics, we're drunks, alcoholics attend meetings".

The whole room promptly pissed themselves laughing while Brian sat down again muttering about being on time, and sober tomorrow.

I don't think we would have got away with it if it weren't for the fact the two of us made more money for the company than the rest of the room put together.

Yes, I've answered a QOTW without a story of seedy goings on with hookers. HUZZAH.
( The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Sat 22 Sep 2007, 3:03, Reply)