On Monday morning I arrived at the office, very tired from the weekend. I finally understood what Garfield meant when he said "he hates Monday". I walked into the office after a rather bumpy bus ride and said good morning to Brad. To my surprise and amusement he had bought me a rainbow mug and hot chocolate set with a mini whisk and had set it out on my desk. I laughed and said "ooo presents, what are you buying me presents for?" To which Brad replied, "I thought it was time you had your own coffee cup".
Our conversation turned what we did at the weekend. Brad went on a stag do on Friday in Brighton with his friends. He said he had a lovely time but he couldn't go to any of the club's because despite clearly being over 25 he didn't have his ID. Brad said he went back to the hotel, content due to having the room to himself and he fell asleep. He was awoken by a group of people trying to get into the room with their key. Too tired to get out of bed he shouted towards the door that they had the wrong room and they went away. They returned about 10 minutes later but the key worked this time and they entered the room. They were not Brad's friends, but another group of people who were also in Brighton on holiday. It turned out that the hotel had double booked the room and the group's bags were already in there!