Last weekend I put on the biggest and best display of my career.
I got totally plastered at the staff Christmas party and cannot remember much after the first hour or so.
When i got back to work, only one person said anything to me. Total and utter shame. I would rather they teased me about how drunk I got, all I got was a total silence.
Was I that bad????? I cant remember.
Oh I have done this many many times, but this time it's different. I have totally and utterley humiliated myself beyond words.
I have not drunk a drop since (almost a week - and that is a first time in 30 years!!!!) I'm too scared to.
I have now come to the harsh realisation that I cannot handle the grog.
In some ways its a relief, and perhaps a blessing in disguise.
I hope this is finally my exit off the highway to hell.
Thanks for listening.
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