I was twenty eight and until I reach the age of thirty I dare not declare myself an adult yet. My younger sister was celebrating her birthday in the club with her friends and me and my bro tagging along. Since I haven't declare myself as an adult, I was still into clubbing as well. Tequila, no matter how awful it taste still appeals to me.

The story begins when I took five shots of Jose Cuervo, salt and lemon not included. I wasn't so drunk, I went up with my sister on the ledge and sang the song, "Out of Reach" by Desree. I thought it went well, it was only the next morning that I realized I was behind the tune.

I wasn't so drunk, as I tried to convince myself, I went on duty by 11pm in my mediocre call center job. I found an empty chair and hit auto in, ready to take calls. As expected, the calls would come in immediately. So my first customer was having a problem with her bill and here I come, happy and not so drunk, credited $20 to get the service back for the meantime. The problem was, my mouse seems to be a little bit slow, I couldn't put it to the exact place where I'm suppose to click and approve the credit. I held the mouse up, trying to see whats wrong with it. I checked it upside down and tried to figure out if it stucked something inside. I held it in my palm and moved it around my palm, maybe it's the table. I tried it one more time, still can't do. I felt someone poking me. I look to see it was Nicko from my team.

"Sheena what are you doing taking calls? It's a Thursday and we're suppose to have a meeting before taking calls." 

I simply replied, "Huh? Okay!" and released the call.

I came in and apologize to my team lead. I said I forgot it was a Thursday. When I took my seat in front of my team lead, I had to excuse myself and go to the bathroom. I grabbed a garbage bag. I considered myself very lucky to have found one in the bathroom. I came back to the meeting again with a sorry look for creating such a mess. So I took a sit and was very determined to compose myself. My team lead was a little bit piss off but decided to continue with the meeting. Just when he thought it was over I puke in front of him with my garbage bag held in front of my face.

I simply said, "Sorry guys, I'm pregnant."