A few years ago I had an evening deployment at work. This started around 8:30 p.m. so that was a few hours I could go to a going-away party from someone at the office.
Get there about 5:30 and since I have a bit of a reputation for succumbing to food dares, someone dared me to do five shots in five minutes. Five different shots, and they chose them.
So, of course, I agree (still several hours until I have to be back at work).
Gin
Tequila
Whiskey
Kahlua
and something I forget what it was except very thick and very dark and a French sounding name.
Not one to lollygag, instead of taking my allotted five minutes I just did them in about 15 seconds. Bang bang bang bang bang.
And I'd already had a gin and tonic.
Much acclaim and adulation.
Then not 10 minutes later I get a call that I need to be back at the office ASAP.
Potential catastrophe but somehow I got through the evening without most people ever realizing I was pretty drunk for most of it.
Unfortunately, the other story of extreme workplace drinking did end up in real embarrassment and I won't be sharing that story.
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