Well it's that time of year again when you either:
1)Drink a little bit more than normal to help us relax at obnoxious family gatherings.
2)Drink more because everyone else is.
3)Drink a lot more because your company is paying for it and you're "That guy" at company parties.
4)Drinking just as much as usual and think it's awesome that more people are willing to join you around this time of year.
5)Still drinking alone, maybe more.
Anyone have any good stories related to drinking? I have a few, but here's one from last holiday season.
Boss was leaving to take the lead at a Texas location so we decided to go to a bar, as a company, and wish him well as we drank and said our goodbyes.
15 people, 3 hours and a $3,000 bar tab later (90% hard A..shot after shot..) it was time for me to leave. Thank sweet jesus my wife was sober.
Boss pulls me away before I leave and gives me a 5 minute speech about whatever he was talking about and 2 more shots.
I don't remember anything after that, but it was only about 5 or 6 PM when we left and I woke up very confused the next morning.
I had bruises all over my body, cuts and blood, mud stuck in places it should not have been and a sneaking suspision that I had drank too much.
After getting out of bed stiff and sore and noticing my body imprint indicating I hadn't moved all night I see the pants I'd worn the day before. Torn, dirty and covered in urine. Interestingly I was still wearing the same peair of underwear... Thanks Honey.
A recap with the wife went like this:
"You passed out the second you got into the car and when we got home I did not wake you. I left you in the car and went inside for 5 minutes to use the bathroom and when I got back you were gone. Completely dissapeared. I walked blocks, looked around every corner, behind houses, in bushes... you had somehow magically dissapeared. About a half hour later I took another peek out the front door and you were just standing there, bloody, cut, bruised and covered in leaves. You had a big knot on your forehead where you had probably fallen and hit it. You also had your zipper down and there was piss running down your leg. I think you must have tried to pee somewhere and forgot what you were doing.
So I led you to the bedroom, took off your pants and put you to bed."
I still have no idea what happened, where I'd gone or what I did. I'm just lucky I didn't do anything to get hit by a car or shot. I can only imagine what the scene would have been like if i'd walked into a McDonald's or something.
I don't plan on this ever happening again. Cheers and happy holidays to everyone here anyways. Even those here who may have harsh feelings towards me, you all entertain me to no end.