Wooah!! O…..K…

What
The
Fuck
Was
That!!!?

Blimey. I just lost a whole load of my day. I’ll tell you the bits I can remember.

Get up at 5:00, set off at 5:30 up to Newcastle, I’ve been given a Passat which compared to the crazy pile of bollocks they gave me last week (a peugeot), is an amazing car. Right so I drive up North, pass the gates of our office at 9:30, bang on schedule. Drive to the nearest Metro stsation, no parking, drive to the next metro station with parking, wait 30 minutes on a feezing cold platform with a crazy jordie bloek staring at me, get the train back to our office and finally find myself walking to the office with the very lovely girl who works for my boss.

That’s where it all start5s to go a bit funny. Burning with cold I suspect my body never really recovered and enters some sort of hibernation state, I get an eye peircing headache and start to feelhungry, oops, left my butties in the car. No money neither so I;ve effectively eaten nothing all day. Do plenty of work. About 16:30 I start to feel real funlny, decide it’s time to retire to my hotel so reverse my path. Walk a mile to the train station, get on train, ride to car park ed train station, go to stainsburies for some food. Aah, this sainsburies doesn;t do paste or anything like that so I buy a bottle of wine, some crisps, some grapes and a big chcolately croissant.

Now I start to lose it a bit,. I remember checking in, although I don’t remember drivinjg here. I remember getting intio my room and unpacking all my stuff and I’ve  been quite good because my shirts are hanging up, as is my suit and I’m dressed but that’s probably about it. My laptop and phone are on charge so I did that bit, I’ve clearly had a sleep because the bed is all ruffled and it looks like I was going to go and have a swim as my trunks and goggle are out.

Now the nasty bit, There’s signs of a poo in the toilet (I’m assuming it’s mine) although I’ve clearly tried to flush at some point, there’s a newd box of ibuprofen on the table with 3 tablets gone and it looks like I;ve had a shower. I woke up slumped in a chair with my laptop playing, ironically, ‘The hangover’. The bottle of wine is nearly empty, the graoes are gone, the croissant is gone, the bag of crisps is half empty. Oh, and there’s an half empty6 bottle of irun bru in the bathrrom.

My  headache has gone but I feel completekly shagged and I’m, sweating like a pig.

what the hell is going on?