The Day We got Drunk on the Job

Today's workday was interupted by the Cubs game. After strolling into work at my usual late time, we took off at 11:45 to catch the 1:20 game. Before we knew it, the bossmen were buying beers. I had no breakfast or lunch, so as expected things went straight to my head. It was a perfect day for baseball, but the game was only two hours and nine minutes long. Before we knew it, it was the seventh inning stretch (crooned by one Jack Black) and my head was spinning. I even scored the game...nothing beats casually paying attention to the game with a scorecard. I probably could have lived without the two victory beers, but hey....when its on the boss' dollar, how could you say no?

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