We’ve all gifted it — that one night where we splash so damn most that we have no thought what happened when we arise up, hung over and miserable a subsequent morning.
Sometimes, a misfortune partial is your pulsation headache or nausea. Other times, it’s conference from your friends about all a degrading things we did (and don’t remember) a night before. For William Armstrong, it was a scarcely $7,000 check he perceived from Flight Centre for initial category flights requisitioned to a Maldives.
After his night of inebriated fun, Armstrong satisfied he’d unnoticed his driver’s license.
What he didn’t comprehend was that he’d consulted with a transport agency…
…and organised an alarmingly costly outing to another country.