Take Two

Felt terrible this morning after yesterday’s company pissup. Suffice to say I had a bit too much to drink. I fell asleep on the Northern line and woke up whizzing past Waterloo. Quite an achievement, when you think about it, since this was a southbound train, and I originally entered a train going north to Edgware. You’d think they’d kick me off at the end stop, but no. I was in fact so ill this morning I had to get off the bus at Queensbury and get some fresh air. Ended up taking the tube instead of taking the next bus, so I didn’t arrive terribly late at work either.