One for the Sky!
On my last day at work I walked a thousand miles from the mall to the office and back to the mall where I ate my heart out at Conti’s with five workmates. That was officially our last meal together for the year, after they bought my lie of going home on the 21st. However, considering that my flight the following morning was at four o’clock, I had other plans laid ahead. 😉 The remaining hours in the office were spent in the sub-team’s year-end meeting, where we shortly watched Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show thereafter. 😎
Dinnertime was with teammates who were still around the office. We fled to the neighboring tower (the tallest in the country) where I met a college batch-mate. I didn’t bother eating and had a few bottles from the buckets served instead. Our manager was with us and the conversation ran deep as the night grew darker, with fireworks being shot into the sky. Afterward we transferred to Central where I lost my cool after phoning someone. In between soberness and displeasure, I made my way home (just a few steps away) to leave and charge my phone and withdraw money. After kissing the shot glass goodbye, I was dropped off at the office to fetch my plastic money and print the e-ticket. Boarding the plane was smooth, with only a packed hand luggage and knapsack left. I was knocked out the entire flight, only waking up to consume instant noodles and gulp water. Ears were on the verge of explosion when I got off. Similarly, I barely stayed conscious in the bus rides. It was 12:00 when I found myself in front of our dining table. The tropical storm Sendong made his mark in our town.
Looking back, I wonder how things would have gone if I arrived at the airport without the ticket and panicked under the influence. The experience was for the book, of course. And I should really be thankful that I got home in one piece, safe, and sober. Still, something was definitely not right that night.