My Worst VomitWe all love a drink. Some of us love them so much they want to see them again on the way out of their mouths. I once got caught by surprise by the boozy sickness while chatting to some friends in my kitchen. Quick as a flash I grabbed a nearby pan and chundered away merrily in it. Realising it was probably time for bed I staggered off to my room. Unfortunately, my co-ordination failed just as I reached the landing and I somersaulted down the entire flight of stairs with my saucepan full of vomit. Beat that!
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chthonic, Thu 19 Aug 2004, 21:00)
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Simple, yet elegantStupid office meal thing. The plan was to meet at the restaurant about 7:30, but a few of us lived too far away for that to be sensible. So we went to the pub beforehand.
This turned out to be an error, as the only other non-locals turned out to be the horrifyingly personality-free boss and her tedious supervisory underling.
For two hours I listened to their mind-numbing honeymoon anecdotes, whilst they bought me Newcastle Brown.
Inevitable outcome: We all met at the restaurant, we ordered our food, I threw up on the table before the food arrived. Classy.
But the best bit was...
The restaurant was full, so no other tables were available. The staff cleaned up and everyone had to eat at the same table. Yes, really.
I'd gone by that time but I was reliably informed that several people had lost their appetites.
Apologies to any staff of Steers in Norwich who may have been on duty 8 years or so back...
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Dr.A, Wed 25 Aug 2004, 18:23,
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