I came to work after a night of too much drinking and woke up at 5 a.m. wondering where the heck i was.
no no, it wasn't like that- i wasn't THAT shameful and thankfully, never have been! :) no one night stand here- but still, i wasn't in my own bed.
I went to work with the make-up from last night and the clothes i was wearing, sans my Mavs jersey (so little black skirt and top). I'm thankful for a cool boss that i could tell her without fear of losing my job what was up. She bought me & sam (co-worker) Sonic cos I needed something in my tummy... and told me as a friend and a woman what she thought about my walk of shame.
I hurt darling friend with my carelessness. :(
I hurt myself with it.
It was the walk of shame.