Barely slept Tuesday night and was hungover for most of Wednesday, so it's obvious how I needed to spend Wednesday night -- out drinking until 4am. Clearly.
I'm at a point where I guess I don't feel that bad, so it must be adrenaline that's keeping me going despite 5 hours of sleep in the last 2 days and enough beer to knock a baby elephant out cold.
Which is all fantastic for my brand new employee, since I'm sure she's never heard anything as reassuring from a new boss as "Uh yeah...not actually sure when we get paid...uhhhh my head hurts..."
Am I Manager of the Year yet??