Link pinched from Spare RoomThis is like a documentary. One of the things I enjoyed about working life in Dublin was getting TOTALLY shitfaced with your colleagues on a very regular basis. Usually on a Tuesday. It was typical for our director to declare over a nightclub table swimming with drink – “If I see any of you in before 11 tomorrow, you’re sacked”. Luckily the company went bust shortly after, so drink induced tardiness wasn’t a problem for long.