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Post by Chastity on Jan 13, 2005 14:58:42 GMT -5
Here's a multiple choice question. It's also based on an incident I went through. You're partying in a hotel room with friends. You ponder as to how to get home. - You are drunk
- You don't have your license yet
- You have no money for a taxi
- All public transportation has stopped running
- You're in the middle of downtown and you have no idea where you are
- Everyone who does have a license is too drunk to drive
- Even your significant other once said "I wouldn't want you calling me late at night"
- It's too cold to walk home
- You live in the suburbs. It would take about 4 hours to walk home.
After hours of trying to figure it out how you're going to get home and trying to muster up the courage, you call your significant other anyway. To your misfortune, you get the answering machine. What are you going to do? a) Walk home b) Stay for rest of the night c) Get a partygoer to drive you home regardless of whether they are drunk or not--you need to get home!
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Post by Brownsound on Jan 13, 2005 16:08:49 GMT -5
Here's a multiple choice question. It's also based on an incident I went through. You're partying in a hotel room with friends. You ponder as to how to get home. - You are drunk
- You don't have your license yet
- You have no money for a taxi
- All public transportation has stopped running
- You're in the middle of downtown and you have no idea where you are
- Everyone who does have a license is too drunk to drive
- Even your significant other once said "I wouldn't want you calling me late at night"
- It's too cold to walk home
After hours of trying to figure it out how you're going to get home and trying to muster up the courage, you call your significant other anyway. To your misfortune, you get the answering machine. What are you going to do? a) Walk home b) Stay for rest of the night c) Get a partygoer to drive you home regardless of whether they are drunk or not--you need to get home! Other: I find a girl to keep me warm. No really, I'd probably endure the cold and walk home. It's worth it when you wake up in your own bed.
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Post by Car on Jan 13, 2005 17:34:53 GMT -5
well... well... well... When you're drunk you find yourself in a very stupity level and you can do whatever you want and you dont care about anything (like a child), so i could possible do some of the next things:
-Even if i didnt have a drivers licence i could take a car and drive, i mean im drunk, right? -Even if the party was next to my home, i wouldnt have any idea where i am, so im pretty much lost -Im drunk so i could possible let another drunk person drives me to my home
But i think i would do one of the next:
-Walk Home (with a bottle of course, to bear the cold) -Stay for rest of the night, it's a party, pretty much will end 'til next day, so...
Hey Chastity, you said It's based on an incident you went through. So what did you do?
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Post by Chastity on Jan 13, 2005 17:55:02 GMT -5
I think I'll wait until everyone answers to tell my story.
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Post by millencoolin2 on Jan 13, 2005 20:56:27 GMT -5
here in brazil is easy.. first stop a police car and they will see that you´re drunk... they´ll arrast you... if you live in the northern side of the town, tell to the cops that you live in the southern part of the town, very easy!!! did you get it?
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Post by karro on Jan 13, 2005 22:11:51 GMT -5
I cant answer cause I avoid those kind of situation. It never happened to me cause I always take care of my return lift. Anyway, if my supposed lift would choke me, I would stay there taking the next metro at 6 am the morning after. Considering I'm living downtown I dont think I would afford those kind of situation anyway. Would walk home which would at most be 20 min...with the bottle of course....haha
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Post by fUx0r on Jan 13, 2005 22:56:50 GMT -5
can't say i've ever been involved in anything like that, but i'd probably stay in the hotel with my friends. and if i really needed to be home, i probably wouldn't have gotten drunk.
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Post by Dany on Jan 14, 2005 9:07:32 GMT -5
I've never been so drunk ! But like browsound I think I'll find a girl to keep me warm In a second case maybe I'd walk home ! I don't care of walking for 4 hours ! it's healthy
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Post by Chastity on Jan 14, 2005 11:36:44 GMT -5
In a second case maybe I'd walk home ! I don't care of walking for 4 hours ! it's healthy When it's 2 in the morning and you're a girl walking alone for 4 hours--especially coming from downtown, that's a really dangerous situation. If you're a guy (most of you are) can pull that off easily.
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Post by karro on Jan 14, 2005 21:01:18 GMT -5
She is right. Its very dangerous. One of my best friend had quite been raped once. She was walking a short distance at night to go back home and the guy attacked her and all. She got thraumatised and saw a psychologist for 2 years after.
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Post by kaffia on Jan 15, 2005 8:39:30 GMT -5
i myself would have walked for sure, but i can see how you don't want that as a girl.
what did u do? i'm guessing that you stayed
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Post by Chastity on Jan 15, 2005 14:56:36 GMT -5
It seems a lot of you have answered so I'm going to tell the story. Some of you know the entire story, some of you know bits of it because I wrote some of it on the forum but here it is: I'm friends with this band. They're not a local band so we don't see them all the time. My friends and I have hung out with them enough times to trust them. We went to Foufs, got drunk with them and got invited to go to up to one of the guys' hotel rooms. (We were invited to their room the previous time they came to Montreal and they acted decent--they didn't try to get in our pants). I said yes to this offer because I was drunk which lead to naivety and stupidity. The band dude knew I had a boyfriend because I made it very clear. I started thinking "cool, I'm immune because I've got a boyfriend." And anyways, when a guy invites three girls up to his room you don't immediately assume it's going to turn porno. Well...it did. Of course, in my state, I assumed that we were just going to chill in a more quiet place. But no. Don't you love when alcohol provides such stupidity? So we got to the hotel room. One of my friends (who has a huge infatuation with band dude) made out with him while my other girl friend and I just sat there and watched. Girl friend #2 jumps in and starts making out with band dude and girl friend #1. I didn't know what to do. All the factors that I mentioned above prevented me from leaving. I sat there dumbfoundedly and watched as I was slowly becoming traumatised at this live porn going on before my eyes. Before you know it, here I was making out with girl friend #2. The boyfriend (now the ex) never had a problem with girl on girl action--he thought it was hot. I gave them back massages (nothing sexual here--they all had their clothes on and they were sitting down, not lying down) and I gave the band dude a massage (same policy). I really felt that I did not cheat on the bf. Basically, the making out with my girl friends would not be considered cheating to him. I can tell that the band dude really wanted me to join but I refused. There were moments where he was about to kiss me and I had to move away because I did not want to cheat. After the threesome was done, we all walked friend #1 to a cafe so her parents can come pick her up. Then, we went back to the hotel room. Friend #2 starts fooling around with the dude and I ponder as to whether I should call the bf or not considering that he once told me "I wouldn't want my girlfriend calling me so late. I would be mad." I was so scared to call him but I wanted to get out of there. I ended up calling him and I got his answering machine. I opted to go to sleep and spend the rest of the night/morning in the hotel. When I got home, I called the bf and told him everything. He got mad and immediately assumed my story was bullshit. It was very frustrating having him not believe me. He started asking me "Why did you stay in the room? Why didn't you leave?!" I told him all the factors that went against me. I even told him that I called him even though he had said he would hate it if I called late. I still mustered up the courage to call him even though I was terrified that he would be mad. And to my luck, I got the stupid answering machine and I didn't bother leaving a message knowing that he would get the message too late anyway. Yes, I was incredibly stupid and naive for going to the room and for making out with the girl friends (even though that isn't cheating according to the bf and some of my guy friends even said "seriously, if my girlfriend did that, I would think it was awesome of her for making out with chicks!") but I made an effort to not do anything sexual with the band guy--and I was drunk and able to say no!
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Post by Car on Jan 17, 2005 1:08:56 GMT -5
Ahhhh the alcohol... the cause of - and solution to - all life's problems.
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Post by Dany on Jan 17, 2005 5:04:27 GMT -5
I would just say cause... not solution
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Post by Brownsound on Jan 17, 2005 5:26:18 GMT -5
"The only cure is more cowbell."
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