When a man, finding himself home alone on a weeknight with nothing to do, decides to have a drink and ends up getting shit-faced over the course of several hours.
Steve walks into work rubbing his head. "Oh man, I have a terrible hangover." "But it's a Tuesday!" Bob exclaims. "Were you out on a date?" "No, I had a one-man party last night. I watched some Netflix, played some guitar, drank a lot of whiskey."