Working nice and hard

It was a long day at work the other night, and when I got home I just wanted to crash. I went to the temperature control and cranked the A/C like I usually do when I’m going to sleep. When I crashed in my bed, that’s when my doorbell kept on ringing. I honestly didn’t want to get back out of my comfortable bed, but the doorbell was absolutely relentless. Then my phone started ringing non-stop. I answered the phone and said, “What is it!?” It was my friends who happened to be at my door and told me it was time to go party! I wasn’t sure that I wanted to even go out partying but they were very insistent. So we went on and everybody was taking shots in the car. I asked everybody if they were nuts. They said we had a designated driver so it was fine. So I went with it and we went to a couple of bars and clubs that evening. After awhile I know I blacked out. When I woke up the next morning I was in a jail. I didn’t remember what even happened that night but my friends were in the jail with me. I remember thinking that the air quality in the jail was awful and I wished they would turn up the A/C. When the police officer said we were free to go, we didn’t hesitate to get out of there in a hurry. It was our designated driver who bailed us out of jail and he told us that everyone really got out of control. Evidently we were in a pretty nasty bar fight. That would explain the bruises on my body and my swollen lip. Our buddy took everybody home and I was finally able to relax in my home with the A/C blasting away. I knew I shouldn’t have gotten out of bed last night…