The Hangover Part 4

I'm trying to decide what the worst part of my hangover was, I've narrowed it down to several options:
A) Waking up in Sale
B) Waking up next to a pastry chef
C) Getting on an absolutely rammed tram full of football fans on their way to Old Trafford and breathing on me
D) An old lady giving me the evil eye and saying 'you're right to look ashamed of yourself'

She was right, I am ashamed of myself. And I feel crap.

Oh well, back in the onesie.