Worst Things to Wake You When You're Hungover

wakin up after a tough 48 hour boozing session in edinburgh after almost not being let on the plane in edinburgh due to being too drunk, to my dad pouring water on me to wake me up, with me lying naked on the couch, screaming "get up for work"
Then having to deal with a solid 48 hours of booze hangover, and force myself down to the dart station, getting sick over 2 people on the dart just before i get off. Obviously that made a HUGE scene.
Finally arrive at work thinking that my stomach was feeling better, help myself to a glass of water. Spend the rest of the day running back and forth to the toilet getting sick every 30 mins. An entire office laughing at me, and most of all my manager not letting me home cause its "too busy". Needless to say I was unable to function for the entire day!

Probably been said before, but f**king construction work going on right outside the window takes some beating.

A Car/house alarm going for ages without anyone switching it off runs it close.

Can also relate to this one:

ST* wrote:

A 2 & 4 year old jumping on your bed / head squealing happily, while you can feel your head throb.

My two nephews (who for some ungodly reason always seem to be brought over to our house on saturday mornings) always do this. The poking is the worse. Oh dear god the poking.

blood on my chest from a cut on my chin that i got while moderately drunk. Not fun. Had to go to hospital with it and all.

The bruises from a fight you had with a good mate the previous night....I'm being topical on this subject. I hate loosing that sense of trust you have with mates when you end up arguing or fighting.

The only thing that beats that is any alarm clock going off when you'rve been drinking tequilla the previous night....especially if there's work involved...

Knowing that you spent waaaay more money than you can afford, all in aid of getting you in such a state that you can't remember anything at all after ten. Having a brutal hangover, and I don't normally get bad hangovers at all. Worst of all, your lack of memory is combined with bruised knuckles. This was after being out with a bunch of guys from work, on a Friday. Work on Monday was horrible, as I was really paranoid that I had decked somebody.

Thankfully, it was only from punching the door to the jacks open(which I used to do, for some reason). At least, I assume that was it. No one saw me fighting, which is something I never do anyway, so it is the logical explanation.

In general, having so much that you don't remember is horrible. You get realy nervous talking to your mates you were out with, in case you got out of line or aggressive.

Yes^^ horrible

Well that and when I was a young'n my mother coming in to say, "Well, are you going to clean up the bathroom?"

Obviously my pukie aim wasn't as good as I thought

Pigman II wrote:

Either that or the stench of vomit and the choking sensation you get as you wake up in your bed coughing in pool of your own puke and 5 seconds from death in a scene reminicent of something half way between Trainspotting and Godfather part 1.

Oooh the memories come flooding back. I remember waking up in puddles of the previous night's Xmas party grub, Chicken ala King with the individual grains of rice clearly discernable. This was soon followed by the realised that I had to do a reading in a few minutes at the mass marking the anniversary of my father's death. I managed to do the reading, but my walk down the aisle from the altar turned into a gallop as I lashed outside to throw up against the church walls. Classy huh?

I found out months later that one of my colleagues (known as Shortass) has been giving me treble vodkas all night.