Free beer gets the better of me

Logic is something I have always had difficulty accepting. It should be fairly simple, but for some reason the things that have the most influence over our lives have absolutely no logic. If a computer malfunctions, and you fix it then the next time it happens you should know what to do, but the exact same problem may require a different method to fix next time (Oliver knows what I’m talking about but for some reason doesn’t get too bothered by it). Another example is that a program may work on one pc and not on another that is identical in every single way. Anyways all I’m saying is that for many years I have suffered through a love-hate relationship with my silicone friend due to its lack of logic, and partly due to my impatience.

This brings me to the point I am trying to make. Last week was the work Christmas party and after drinking as much beer (free) as I could, I still wasn’t near what some would call drunk. Tuesday night however involved more free beer, and this time it didn’t go quite as well as the previous week. I had told myself last week that I would avoid the free beer as it would most likely lead to me doing something ‘not clever’ in front of work colleagues. Because last week went so well I didn’t see why Tuesday would be any different, so after a couple of Kronenberg’s (and not Carlsberg) I was feeling rather light headed, a few more later and my feet developed a mind of their own and seemed to pull my legs in every direction except where I wanted them to go (walking like a drunk). Luckily there were no embarrassing situations, although this is largely due to the fact that most of my office colleagues had gone home, and only those from other offices remained. :)

A comparison:

15/12- lotsa free beer, lotsa food, no drunkenness
21/12- less free beer, lotsa food, much drunkenness

Where’s the logic? If anyone has any answers or wise-ass comments (i.e. Chris & Dayne) please feel free to comment.