amazing feeling. going to breakfast with friends after not sleeping all night. having pancakes and orange juice like I didn’t just commit crimes on my body a few hours ago
What are you crying about, body? Here’s some vitamin c and a croissant, you’re fine.
Come drive for Uber, where you too can experience the joys of driving home a bunch of shit-faced assholes at 9:00pm, only to immediately turn around and deliver another group to the same bar.
That said, I prefer the groups that start and end their drinking later; They tend to pace themselves and plan ahead a bit, or at least not spend the entire ride bitching about how there aren’t enough drivers.
Occasionally I have to bike to work at like 5am on a Saturday or Sunday morning, and bike past a street with clubs on it. I’ve seen people just getting out of the club. and vomit in the gutter next to the bike lane.
I used to go go out a lot and now whenever I go to work early at weekends I enjoy all the shit faced young people :-) reminds me of old good times and I always try to give them a smile at least. Because I remember how embarrassed I sometimes used to be. Just want them to know it’s ok and I don’t judge them.
Reminds me of the film After Hours, check it out
I spent many months driving to work at 4.30 am, and every fucking day of the week, there were at least 2 groups of people eating in a kebab shop along the way.
apologies to anyone who saw me on the Northern line dressed as a tiger with my makeup mostly run off, my pupils vastly different sizes at 9am on a Sunday morning
