Are those gummi bears??

I need to stop going out on the week days 'cause it kills me the next day. I'm just getting too old to shake the hangovers. It was ladies night last night at the bar so I got all the draft beer I could drink for free. I didn't get completely hammered but I had a good buzz going on. I was in bed by 1am.

This morning I woke up groggy as hell, but feeling ok. I couldn't find anything for breakfast so I settled on gummi bears and water when I got to work. About 2 hours into the day, a wave of nausea overcame me. I ran to the door in case I had to vomit. Which, in fact, I did. The boss came out to find me, eyes watery and two puddles at my feet. He laughed as I started to clean myself up. I cursed at him for not having a bathroom (the office is built inside the warehouse) and he laughed some more. Needless to say, I was the butt of the jokes for the rest of the day.