I got a phone call from........

[cadmonkey]

.........ChiefinNE yesterday. He is out in KC for the game tonight. I couldn't make out where the hell he was but I could tell he was about 20 Captain and Cokes deep at this point.

I too was about 15 deep and in the mood for some mischiff. He proceeds to call me a p*ssy because I didn't go out there with him, and the only way I could prove that I am a real man is to take the next flight out of Boston and meet him in KC.

I hung the phone up, pissed off and ready to book a flight out of town. At this point I am pretty sure I blacked out. I woke up this morning for work with my girlfriend looking at me kinda funny. I guess, so she tells me, that as soon as I hung the phone up I started loking for flight information and the only flight out of Logan was going to cost me around $400.

Thank God I passed out, because that would have been one hell of a hang over waking up in a Kansas City motel somewhere.

How would I have explain that to my boss?