Eww wtf

I don't know how I managed to stay conscious and at one time the guy declared stand-off and called me "the only other real man" he ever met and offered, better: ordered me to pick one of his "secretaries" as a - I swear to god - bed warmer. I refused which started to make him mad, but one of the girls (who I had told earlier about my happy one-year marriage) blinked at me, so I *picked' her and he left with the rest of his entourage and told us to meet him next day around lunch time, so we could close the deal. The girl was super nice and asked me to tell her boss she did her work well, and then called me a cab,accompanied me back to the hotel and listened to me drunkenly praising my wife. My business friends had disappeared already hours before.

She told me to expect a murderous hang-over because the Piano Bar would only pour the first few drinks from a genuine bottle and would then switch to some dubious chinese moon-shine. She recommended that as soon as I'd wake up to start drinking hot water in little sips (all chinese hotels I ever stayed in have like a gallon thermos bottle of hot water, for tea). Like for hours. I woke up with all symptoms of brain cancer and food poisoning combined and wished I was dead. I followed "Miss Claudia"'s advice and started sipping hot water and first thing I noticed was I really liked the taste, and then after about an hour, I was even able to eat breakfast. The meeting went brilliant, my partners were super impressed with the conditions, Old Boozer was happy and even more impressed with my manliihood when I arrived there in pretty good shape and the girl smiled at me and blushed. I guess she thought I was kinda cute.

So that's my hot water story.Hope you enjoyed it and learned a little. That stuff is a miracle. Don't put it down.