Last week, I flew down to San Francisco on Wednesday afternoon for our all-day agency off-site on Thursday and Friday. Whenever these off-sites happen, I know I'm not going to get much sleep (corporate credit cards + co-workers you only get to see three times per year + a city full of nightlife = SO TIRED...and usually hungover), but this year, I think I really outdid myself. Dinner on Wednesday followed by beers and late-night burritos in North Beach ... Happy hour on Thursday followed by a cocktail party in Hayes Valley, drinks at Vesuvio and back up to North Beach for more beer ... Three bottles of wine polished off by four of us on Friday ... A mimosa as big as a fishbowl in the Castro on Saturday ... Home Saturday afternoon (miraculously, I took a break from drinking on Saturday night). But alas, the sleep deprivation continued to Sunday, as I was up and at 'em
way too early for a 7:30 breakfast before my little sister's commencement. All of which leads me to the following...
You know you're seriously sleep deprived when:
- You tear up watching So You Think You Can Dance AND The Bachelorette
- You decide that a bologna sandwich and a bowl of fat free croutons constitutes dinner because you're too lazy to make anything else
- You get dressed without even checking the weather report only to walk outside and realize it's raining, and you're wearing sandals
- You FORGET TO GRAB YOUR DEBIT CARD FROM THE ATM MACHINE (Seriously)
I so wish my office had nap time...
UPDATE: One more to add to the list: You post your blog without a title...and then you post a title that borrows a verse from a biblical(ish) song.
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