Years ago I went to work super hung over (who? me?) and after several unsuccessful attempts at remedying this (hiding behind my computer mostly) I came clean to my boss. Only, when I asked her if I could go home she suggested I instead sleep under her desk and in my state this seemed like a good idea. I wasn’t really looking forward to the bus ride home, although throwing up would have been totally normal on the #4. So I crawled under her desk and took a nap. I woke up a few times to see the feet of coworkers, and overheard voices asking where I was, and only then did I realize how fucking absurd agreeing to nap on the floor was. WTF sort of boss asks their underling to sleep…under them? Was I sleeping my way to the top? Or did I effectively ruin my reputation? I quit soon after, so who gives a fuck, but what really matters is making sure this type of situation is avoided in the future. Thus, I present to you, yet another one of my famous Hangover Cures™: Fill Glass with Ice, Pour Club Soda to Desired Level (Full) and add 6 Dashes of Angostura Bitters. For reals, y'all, this works. If you have said to yourself in the past, self, I don’t need to keep bitters on hand because I don’t make cocktails, I drink straight from the bottle, then rethink this. Because drinking straight from the bottle is highly encouraged, but the next day you’re going to need a little pick me up. Unless the idea of sleeping under your boss’ desk turns you on, in which case, by all means, go forth (and carry a vomit bag).