A wimp in the city that never sleeps.

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Friday, February 17, 2006

Holy mackerel, it's 5:00AM, and I am supposed to be at work in a few hours!!! My new colleagues and drinking buddies (well, used to be drinking buddies I guess) are watching me. No way I'll be able to get away with...

"Hi guys, I have had enough Mojitos, I am heading home now. You know, we have to be at work soon".

Hmm..., I'll just use the old "going to the toilet" trick, and then sneak off through the back door instead... Taxi!!!

So it's Friday morning and I am sitting here at work with a monstrous headache. I managed to be at my desk no more than 15 minutes late, and already found most of my red-eyed colleagues in place.

"What happened to you last night you wimp?"

"Eh, oh, eh,... I was there to closing time, I thought you all had left."

"Right wimp."

"I swear guys."

"Right wimp, you are one of them. And we who thought the Norwegians were different, but you are just like the French who invented the "I'm just off to the toilet, I'll be right back." Certainly hope not all Norwegians are like you."

"Guys, listen, I am pretty sure it won't happen again any time soon."

"Right wimp..."

So I finally got to taste the mid-week nightlife in Madrid. I had heard all about it before I came here, how the Madrileños (people from Madrid) don't need to sleep. So it's not just the tourists and students who can skip class next day who go out mid-week, no, you'll find hordes of business people partying to the early hours, and somehow they all manage to be in the office a couple of hours later.

In fact I like going out mid-week, as it's often a tad bit less chaotic than on the weekends. Sometimes I do however have the "Dude, you know you have to go to work tomorrow" syndrome hanging over me, kind of making it difficult to let loose completely. It's easy to say, but I guess you should just let tomorrow be tomorrow. I am sure that's how the Madrileños do it.

Last night we were all meeting for some Tapas at 21:30PM. Hey, that's a reasonable time I thought, I had expected something like 23:30PM instead, knowing the Mediterranean eating culture. But five bars or so later it was suddenly 3:30AM. When do they plan to head home? Hey, looks like they are breaking up, phew, I'm really tired. "Lets go to Berlín Cabaret next." "Berlin Cabaret??? It's 3:30AM guys." "And, what's your point???" "Sure guys, lets try the Berlin Cabaret. It will be fun." "Hi buddies, where is the toilet?"

Lunch time next day...

"Hey guys, wait for Wimpy, I'll join you for lunch... Guys???"
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