November 20, 2004
A Good Night Out
What's your defnition of a good night out? Would it include finding random groceries in your hallway in the morning? Probably not.
Last night started off with the tale of my Australian/Hungarian friend Mladen trying to get his Chinese friend, Michael, and Michael's girlfiend to Paris. Although in fact they wanted to go to Shanghai. They weren't allowed aboard the Eurostar at Waterloo for some visa related mix-up. Mladen was due to meet me and sent me a text telling me of the problem and I helpfully replied "Anything I can do? Apart from laugh of course".
I wondered if the problem had anything to do with Michael being an ex-Chinese army missile guidance expert. Still, as he was visiting the heart of the Internet in Docklands that probably isn't best mentioned right now.
They descended on me at my office and web browsers were fired up and phonecalls made. We got enough cash together for them to fly out on the 9pm flight direct to Shanghai from Heathrow only to discover that Michael had got the dates mixed up and there was no flight yesterday evening. And then they had nowhere to stay of course.
My helpfulness was fully exhausted at this point so I went down the pub. Later I met up with Jim who gave me a lift to the Cricket Club where they have a nice bar and good food. Putting my laptop bag into his boot I couldn't fail to notice the remnants of a strange supermarket sweep shopping trip. Several pints later we went home and I retrieved my bag and Jim handed me:
- A box of trial size bleach bottles (who wants to trial bleach?)
- White Maltesers (yummy)
- Special K fruit bars
- Some Cereal
- Lsterine oral tablets
Quite why he had this variety of goods in his boot I have no idea. He handed me the box of bleach which I took in one arm - my other hand was holding my laptop. I gave him an old-fashioned look. No, I don't know what that means either but I'm sure I did it. I notice he took great pleasure in piling more and more stuff on me in a sort of real life game of Buckaroo and then he watched me stagger drunkenly to the door and attempt to open it without dropping everything.
So there we are. I think I must have drunk some of the bleach judging by the state of my throat this morning. Nathan's already had some of the cereal and I am looking forward to elevenses when I intead to make a start on the Maltesers. It must have been a good night out.
are you sure you weren't having a flash back ? perhaps you were reliving your days on crackajack.
Posted by: funkypancae at November 20, 2004 05:18 PM