Long weekend

But I'll have to work a bit anyway...

Last week at work was kind of crazy. Well, I shouldn't be surprised, should I? It's a part of the fun, really.

I went down to the pub on Thursday after work. Met some creepy old man. I had managed to avoid having a conversation with him all these times. My Guardian Angel wasn't with me on Thursday night....

He started chatting with me. And for some reason, he gave me a funny look and asked me "So, do you work in the daytime?"

EH?!?!

Of course, I do! Else, how could I possibly pay my bloody bills at this bloody pub?

He's some kind of big shot in that area. Either that pub or its neighbour. I don't give a hoot though. Our conversation ended right after I told him I worked for a spa consulting company.

Friday was totally mad. I worked 12 hours straight. Well, I had lunch for about 20 minutes max about 2PM. I was totally knackered. So, I had dinner (at 10:45PM) at Hard Rock Cafe (HRC) and went home. No play. I was too tired.

I got some rest on Saturday. So, I went to HRC again. It's the last night for my favourite band there. They'll be back in three months though. A few friends of mine were to meet up in Sukhumvit area that night too. But I wanted to be alone. So, I just went to HRC by myself.

When I was enjoying myself, shit tended to happen. And it did.

A tosser happened to knock a bloody beer off. On me. No apologies. I think I could guess where he came from. But his nationality shall be withheld. :D

Anyway, my left arm and my left tit smelled like Singha. I got some tissue paper from a barman to clean myself. But it's kind of sticky. Still. So, my favourite barman got me a cold towel. Ahhh... much better now!

After the bar, I came home and went online to chat with a few friends. About some serious stuff. I ended up going to sleep at 5AM. I blame you, Stephan! :D

I thought I would sleep in as it's Sunday. But no... me had no luck.

I woke up at 10:30AM to my neighbour's music. Apparently, they were having a big party. Probably May Day crap. The music was so loud and so crappy I couldn't sleep any longer. So, I took a shower to wake myself up.. and headed to Jatujak the weekend market.

Lee's lost his favourite hat at some wedding. That one was my favourite too! So, I wanted to find a new one for him. Might not be as cool. But tried to find a similar one.

It's soooooooo crowded at Jatujak. 5 seconds in there, and I then realised why I hate going there so much.

Within 2 minutes, I started sweating like a pig. Even though I was wearing tank top and shorts. Bloody hell..

I was walking around for an hour and I spotted one. Not too bad. So, I bought it. I'll put some green ribbon on it as Lee works for Irish pubs. I can wear this hat. So, I hope his head is not too big. Actually, I texted him to ask if anyone ever commented his head was particularly big. I thought my question made some sense at the moment. But reading it again after that... it didn't come out right. :p

Lee rang me back after hours'd passed. Hmm.. his head might be a bit bigger than mine. Shit. I hope it fits.

Tomorrow is a public holiday. But my boss is going to be away for nearly two weeks and I need his help regarding one certain task, I'll go to office to work tomorrow. Boss will help me after his important meeting with a client.

I still love my job...