[Sundae]

When I worked in the service industry I used to hang out with my colleagues a lot. In fact when I worked behind a bar, my drinking buddies were a bunch of student nurses - some of whom worked with me but the rest just came in so often that people assumed they worked there too.

If you ordered a taxi from their accomodation, as soon as you gave the house number and floor number the first question was, "To the Bricklayers Arms?"

I put a moratorium on vomit stories when we all got together. Being nurses and barmaids you can imagine that they had quite a store of them. The good thing was that I could hide myself away if there was any suspicious activity on the heaving front, knowing that they were far better qualified to deal with it than I was.

I encouraged the stories about odd looking penises on the male surgical ward though...