I had traveled to Atlanta for an important business meeting about an upcoming project. This was an extremely important project and I was extremely grateful to be a part of this team. I was finally going to be able to have some sort of input for a new tech we would be utilizing. I had arrived in Atlanta with no issues and proceeded to the hotel and went to bed.
I awoke feeling refreshed and ready to tackle the day. I had an uneventful drive to work and was early for the meeting. The morning could not be better! The meeting started around 8:15 am and I was on the roster to give my presentation the next day, relief surged through me, I was actually lucky enough to get to watch everyone else first!
All in all the meeting was good; we went for lunch at the normal time and went to a local sports bar. I decided to be safe and order the hamburger. It was good, no real complaints or praises. During lunch I received a few comments from the upper management and was feeling extremely pleased with myself.
Fast forward to the end of the day, my stomach is in knots, I have to pass on the group dinner. I decide to go to some family I have nearby to rest instead of going to the hotel, due to my declining health. I spend the rest of the night on the toilet either vomiting or defecating water.
Hour upon hour of torment came and went with no end in sight. I could not call in, It was way to important! I decided to make my way to work anyway and suffer through it. I stop and purchase a PowerAde on my way to give my body some sort of hydration. I amazingly was able to will myself to keep it down.
I arrive at work on time and find my supervisor to already be on site. He takes one look at me and says ?My god Narse what did you do? Stay out drinking all night?
I wished this was the case, at least then I could suffer through it. I proceed to tell him that this was not the case and I have been ill all night. He asked if I should go home and I tell him that I would like to at least give my presentation. He agrees and I take seat on a chair in front of his desk and close my eyes.
At this point I realize three mistakes I have made.
1. Coming to work in the first place.
2. Closing my eyes.
3. Drinking the entire PowerAde.
I almost immediately get sick. I pop up from my chair, and make my way towards the restroom. I quickly realize I am not only about to burst from my oral cavity, my rectum is also straining for what it?s worth. I make my way out of the office to the hall and halfway to the restroom before I am faced with an awful choice.
I am going to either keep moving at my current pace and vomit in the hall or sprint and shit on myself.
Well let?s just say I decided to not mess the hall and sprinted to the restroom.
I then cleaned myself up as much as I could and made my way back to the office door to get my boss?s attention. I saw my current state and gladly got my things for me.
To this day he jokes about this, but at least I have a hell of a story to tell.
I awoke feeling refreshed and ready to tackle the day. I had an uneventful drive to work and was early for the meeting. The morning could not be better! The meeting started around 8:15 am and I was on the roster to give my presentation the next day, relief surged through me, I was actually lucky enough to get to watch everyone else first!
All in all the meeting was good; we went for lunch at the normal time and went to a local sports bar. I decided to be safe and order the hamburger. It was good, no real complaints or praises. During lunch I received a few comments from the upper management and was feeling extremely pleased with myself.
Fast forward to the end of the day, my stomach is in knots, I have to pass on the group dinner. I decide to go to some family I have nearby to rest instead of going to the hotel, due to my declining health. I spend the rest of the night on the toilet either vomiting or defecating water.
Hour upon hour of torment came and went with no end in sight. I could not call in, It was way to important! I decided to make my way to work anyway and suffer through it. I stop and purchase a PowerAde on my way to give my body some sort of hydration. I amazingly was able to will myself to keep it down.
I arrive at work on time and find my supervisor to already be on site. He takes one look at me and says ?My god Narse what did you do? Stay out drinking all night?
I wished this was the case, at least then I could suffer through it. I proceed to tell him that this was not the case and I have been ill all night. He asked if I should go home and I tell him that I would like to at least give my presentation. He agrees and I take seat on a chair in front of his desk and close my eyes.
At this point I realize three mistakes I have made.
1. Coming to work in the first place.
2. Closing my eyes.
3. Drinking the entire PowerAde.
I almost immediately get sick. I pop up from my chair, and make my way towards the restroom. I quickly realize I am not only about to burst from my oral cavity, my rectum is also straining for what it?s worth. I make my way out of the office to the hall and halfway to the restroom before I am faced with an awful choice.
I am going to either keep moving at my current pace and vomit in the hall or sprint and shit on myself.
Well let?s just say I decided to not mess the hall and sprinted to the restroom.
I then cleaned myself up as much as I could and made my way back to the office door to get my boss?s attention. I saw my current state and gladly got my things for me.
To this day he jokes about this, but at least I have a hell of a story to tell.
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