This is the story of my life. Most of my time is spent working and the only excitement I get is re-organising a cupboard on my day off.
I get my kicks from watching reality TV and talking to my potted plant Malcolm. My family is desperate to marry me off to just about anybody because I am known locally as the weird one because I'm still single at 30. They say that what I'm looking for isn't out there - not according to the books on my Kindle. Every available man on there is made out of muscles, covered in tattoos and has a few billion in the bank. Is it any wonder my standards are set so high?
Tinder is no longer my friend and I'm in serious need of a life makeover.
So, to escape my sad and lonely life, I organised a trip away with my four closest friends.
Far from being a relaxing week of sun, sand, sea and tequila, it quickly descends into chaos. Who knew that one week away would change so many lives forever?
PS: If you've ever wondered what your Cabin Crew get up to on a stopover - prepare to never look at them in the same way again.