The second thing happened not long ago. I shared a rent with a colleague, and his girlfriend came one night, and it happened that I was drinking outside and lost my memory. The following is what he and his girlfriend told me. At 9 o’clock that evening, I came back from a drink and they were watching TV in the living room. I talked to his girlfriend for a while, boasting, "We drank 5 catties of pork today", and then I drank some water and went to bed. . At about 11 o'clock, I was awakened by urine and went to the toilet. His girlfriend happened to be taking a shower, so I opened the door without saying a word. My colleague's eyes were stunned by his hands, he turned me around and pushed me back to my room. I guess I thought I was in the bathroom, so I took it for granted and started booing. Colleagues can't stop them now, so you can't pinch me. Had to help me mopping the floor very depressed. He was even more depressed the next day, when I got up and found that my phone and wallet were gone, I ran to the door of his room and wanted to ask him who helped me take off my clothes last night. I kicked the door open and found that the young couple were talking to each other. Snuggling. I was embarrassed because I only wore a pair of underwear, so I immediately apologized and closed the door. He was furious and asked me why I went in without knocking. I said I didn't know that your girlfriend was here, and we are usually so casual. He can't laugh or cry, numb you even chatted with my girlfriend last night. I really forgot.
The third thing was that the unit held a celebration banquet at noon after the end of the Olympic Games last year. At the beginning, I drank red wine. I rely on it. There are more than 100 bottles. I usually drink it myself. As if taking advantage of it, he started to drink special drinks, a sip of a goblet, and quickly drank two bottles. I wasn't drunk at that time, but I felt distressed if I continued to drink. It's expensive, so let's drink beer. This indulgence made him completely drunk. I woke up at night and found that I was already in bed. Quickly ask my colleague how he got back. He said that we came back in the chief's car, and we still had a fucking bite in the car. He couldn't hold it no matter what, because the chief drank too much. I called another colleague who had a car and asked him why he didn’t bring me back. He said he called me in the garage to urge me to leave, and I replied "We are proceeding slowly and nervously." Let him get out.
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