There is nothing like a mid-week hangover to brighten up your week.
Not only are you usually late to work (thereby having to spend less time there); you spend your day eating absorbent (rubbish) food, not giving a damn about anyone whilst you laugh at your own hilarious jokes.
The only thing better than having weekday hangover, is sharing one with your colleagues. I have many a fond memory of standing around the breakfast bar at my last job, shovelling butter onto scones and retelling 'you had to be there' stories.
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