This morning I had a dentist appointment. This appointment involved some minor treatment, and as I don’t enjoy pain, I opted for the anaesthetic.
The procedure went fine and no teeth were removed. I left the surgery £30-something lighter (thank goodness I have an NHS dentist, or it would be even more), and feeling like I had Walls sausages for lips.
I arrived at the office and got on with my work. Within an hour, I began to feel a little light headed. Now, this may be because I stupidly missed breakfast and was then told by the dentist to avoid food for 3 hours. It could also have been the drugs pumped into my gums.
I was hardly tripping my balls off, but I wasn’t all there. This was confirmed when, instead of putting a pile of letters I had just sealed in envelopes, in the post bag, I instead placed into the confidential waste bin, which is locked with a key not on the premises. It’s one of those things that I realised I had done wrong within a second of doing it, but nothing could be done… apart from reprinting and reenveloping all the letters, which is what I did.
I’m never getting high again.
You can follow responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.You may leave a comment but pings are closed.
No post with similar tags yet.
- Death Wish
I received an email from work offering me a free Will.
Given the fact we're in the middle of a deadly worldwide pandemic, I'm not sure if I should be grateful or terrified.
...
- Happy Pyjamaday
Today was my first day off since dropping my hours and going part time.
This day off is known, within the department, as a "non-working day". Smart arses may argue that I have five of these a week already.
This "NWD", however, allows me to stay at home, wearing my pyjamas all day, should I so wish....
- My New Work Colleague
Introducing the Office Bunny!
Yes, that is Shaun the Sheep peering up at the camera. He had been sitting on top of my computer for the past 5+ years, but was kicked off his throne this morning by Rabbit Di Nero.
I am aware that sharing my workspace with a stuffed, life size rabbit could be considered...
- Part Timer
This week is my last working five days
Monday to Friday is over for me.
From next week, I will no longer be working Tuesdays.
Dropping a day is not a decision that I took lightly. It will obviously have financial implications for me, plus now I have signed that change of conditions form, there is no going...
- I’ve Had Better Days: Part 2
The clocks have now gone back, I had a good night's sleep and have now settled down to blog the second installment of my Friday Frights, while Claire watches Liverpool play Spurs.
Where did we finish off last night? Oh yes, I had cleaned Neil Warnock and nursed him back to full, loud health. No idea...
Leave a Reply