Going out with one´s colleagues is never a good idea.
I mean let´s face it, how can you let your hair down properly and still face them the following working day – and vice versa of course 😉
I did not want to go – honestly – but Mr CB kind of convinced me that there was no way I would stay home, considering it was paid for already (did I mention his Scottish origin?).
So off I went….. It was good, it was very good… it was BEER 🙂 – lot´s of it to be precise.
We went on a party ship trip up the Rhine and I must admit, I liked it. The weather was good, and if it wasn´t we didn´t notice much anyway 😉
Seriously, it was nice to take time out and relax without talking about work related issues. And we, correction, I did not really get that drunk, tipsy yes, drunk no – first rule in working life I guess, never let your guard down too much.
We came across some guys wearing kilts walking the midnight streets of Cologne. I innocently asked if they were authentic to which one of them lifted his kilt all the way up to his armpits replying – of course 😉
Luckily, every now and then I am NOT short for words and quickly replied: “I´ve seen better ones” 🙂
But, and here´s the big but of the night:
Unfortunately, true to my style, I was wearing high heels, albeit, “stable” ones.
Unfortunately, it was wet and slippery on the upper deck – splash 😦
Unfortunately, “Altstadt” equals cobblestones – splash 😦
I was safely home at 03:45 having slept for nearly two hours in the taxi on the shoulder of THE colleague I keep arguing with at work ???
Summary of a night out:
Right leg: bruised and swollen from the knee downwards – upper deck splash
Left foot: bruised and swollen on the outer side foot and ankle – cobblestone splash
In my defence, I doo bruise mega easily, still..