I once explosively vomited in an Outback Steakhouse on my 21st birthday. Like, a narrow, winding trail of sick leading to the toilets, sick all over the toilet bowl, sick on the ceiling, sick all up the walls, sick on the floor. It was horrendous.
I hadn’t even been drinking, I felt rough all day so all I ended up having was a Pepsi. 😬
Anyway, I came out looking really sheepish and told my flatmates we needed to leave. One of them went to tell a member of staff, who stared at her for a few seconds, then pointed at another guy and said, “Can you go and tell that to my manager, and not tell him you told me? Because I really don’t want to deal with that.” 😅
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I once explosively vomited in an Outback Steakhouse on my 21st birthday. Like, a narrow, winding trail of sick leading to the toilets, sick all over the toilet bowl, sick on the ceiling, sick all up the walls, sick on the floor. It was horrendous.
I hadn’t even been drinking, I felt rough all day so all I ended up having was a Pepsi. 😬
Anyway, I came out looking really sheepish and told my flatmates we needed to leave. One of them went to tell a member of staff, who stared at her for a few seconds, then pointed at another guy and said, “Can you go and tell that to my manager, and not tell him you told me? Because I really don’t want to deal with that.” 😅
Sorry, I read this whole thing thinking it was about John Travolta because I went away from the post and came back.