My personal tragedy began with a night-stop in Port Harcourt, followed by a return to Lagos the following day, a harrowing period of work composed of three or even four sectors in cockpit environment that could get up to 25º C. at times.
Next evening, into the bar I went on the stroke of 18, when I discovered that my bar card had been pretty much maxed out, when it had hardly been used before I went on my trip! Then the fellow behind the bar told me that was not even the first bar card, but the second one!