oh, i have another 2 bad experience. these times involve being drunk
this one is a long one:
so i was out drinking, and apparently i got mad at someone so i walked off. this was in some big part of town/city that i had no clue where i was. it was september, but for some reason it was cold as shit this particular night (probably cause it's right on the ocean? idk). i was completely blacked out but i remember coming to at one point with a bouncer throwing me against the wall because he didn't want me to go into his bar for w/e reason. i still got the scar on my elbow. then i blacked out again and kept coming to every once in a while trying to get into people's cars. then i finally came back for good and was trying to get into a bently and i called my friend and was like "where the fuck are you. i'm by the bently" and he said we didn't come in a bently, we came in a neon. so, there's that. so i looked over and some guy was coming up to me while i was talking to my friend, and he offered to give me a ride somewhere, but i couldn't tell where my friend was so i gave the guy my phone to talk to him. then there were these 3 (hot. hot.) chicks in an SUV and they invited me in and covered me with a blanket (cause apparently i was shivering THAT bad) and turns out that guy who came up to me was a taxi driver, so he drove me to my friend and he dropped us off at the mall because neither of us had enough money to get all the way home and he had to call his g/f to pick us up. THEN we were cold again and we happened to find a store at the mall where some not good english speaking lady was and it took us like 10 minutes to let her realize we just wanted to warm up in the little vestibule area, we didn't want to come into the store at all. then when my friend's g/f got there we were driving home and my friend is a real annoying douchebag when he's drunk, and he pissed his g/f off so bad she slammed on the brakes so hard she had to buy 2 new tires for the back wheels. completely burned off a huge part of rubber off both the rear tires.
yes. i left the 3 hot chicks to go pick up my friend.. no phone numbers, no names.. nothing. i'm still pissed about that.
second story isn't as long, but starts off the same. i got pissed at someone and walked off, again in an area i had no clue where places were. i woke up the next morning sleeping on someone's porch, in one of those beanbag chair things with a notepad and pen next to me. i puked on their porch 3 times, then left. this was at 5am, so nobody was awake to come pick me up.. i was hungover as fuck, sick, freezing (on the ocean again), no clue where i was, phone battery was blinking almost dead and nobody to call, so i had to wait almost an hour before i could get ahold of someone to come pick me up.