“I did WHAT?!”
We’ve all been drunk and done things that, half-remembered in the cold light of the following morning, make us uneasy. We tentatively question our friends in an attempt to work out just what happened , praying, hoping that it was not too bad.
[I once, to my eternal shame, stole a radio out of a police car in an attempt to impress the girl I was with (it worked, but she was AWFUL). Apparently, it was an encrypted one, worth about a bazillion dollars, so I woke the next morning to a full door-to-door search, cars, helicopters, you name it. I asked the girl’s roommate what the activity was all about while I helped myself to raisin bran. She told me, and the full horror of the situation dawned on me. I became dizzy and nauseous and had to sit down. I’ll tell you the rest some other time but it did not end well. For the public-minded among you it was 15 years ago, in another country, and besides, the wench is dead]
Something similar happened to this fellow. A UK journalist who made some ill advised comments to a video camera regarding his job (including resigning and telling his boss to fuck off) which the kind individual who made the film posted on youtube, the very next day:
Ouch. I feel for this guy. His follow-up, filmed the next day, while sober is pretty interesting too. A case-study in how to make things a weensy bit better. Though not, obviously, get his job back….
There’s a lesson here, readers.