I got quite cocky after a few nights out drinking in November. I began to feel invincible.
No Hangover in a month and a fair bit of drinking- well that came to an abrupt end last week, albeit in strange circumstances.
I had work drinks on Thursday night which involved about 10-12 cocktails, plus shots. Brave or Stupid? At the time i thought i was brave and a real man, since then i have realised that i am a stupid child.
I woke up on Friday feeling fine, i was impressed with myself. Everyone at work was complaining of hangovers and I was okay. Then it came to 4 o'clock and then it hit me. I was still drunk and only then had the hangover started. My head started to throb and i was going out that evening for my Dad's birthday, damn i had made another error.
i tried the 'hair of the dog' trick and it all seemed to be quite safe, a minor headache but that was all. Queue 11pm and the inevitable sickness. The burger i had earlier came back and being looked after by my older brother i came to the realisation that I am, and always will be a lightweight of the highest quality.
Any lessons learned? probably not but the cocktails on thursday were good.