Some Whiskey, and the story of the Missing Jacket

As ever, last weekend past far too quickly but not without its fair share of escapades and stories. Following another brutal week in the office, it was only right that me and a fellow colleague (Jeff) took ourselfs out on the town. 1st stop...the ale house, $8 a beer (ERROR!). So we left behind the more affluent members of the Sportsworld team and ventured instead to Doolins, the official irish house of the games. And as they say when in Rome....errr get hammered? After a few shandys another sensible member of the team turned up with some cans of red beer and...a bottle of whiskey. Said sensible member ordered some cokes in and away we went...


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I awoke in the que for Republic Nightclub where there was a tidy $20 entry fee, $10 cloakroom fee and G&Ts at $15 a pop, banter! Needless to say the beer goggles were in full working order and a red head later it was time to go home....with Jeff?! So off I went in search of our jackets, brought them back, handed one over and then preceded to lose/off load(be a victim of crime) my jacket! After a frantic half an hour run around the club (the cctv footage shows me causing chaos) with no joy I gave up. All in all a costly night, which as ever was nicely rounded off by the mother of all hangovers.


Since the weekends outings I have eaten, slept and drunk work. It's been a miserable week at the office, (60 hour week and a nice saturday and sunday to come in this hell hole) preparing for the olympics. But as off next week, we're out of here and hopefully some heavy games celebrations are on the horizon! Let the games begin!