i was walking down the street to go to the library and this girl comes up to me and she is so totally drunk (this is at 8 50am!!!) and asks me to walk down the street to the winemark with her this is because there were a couple of guys (that i knew but they dont know me hehehe!) that were calling nasty things to her cuz she was in shorts from being at a club last night
so i agree and while i am walking with her she keeps telling me the shes not a slut and the reason shes wearing shots at this ungodly hour of the morning
i tell her not to listen to what people says and she tells me im such a nice person
then she goes on about her tattoes and her boyfriend,that i assumed she lost last night
we then get to the winemark and she cant find the wine!! she does eventually find it and when she goes to the counter she looks through her bag for money and grabs a fiver but she holds onto it and continues to look for something(i think it was her id cuz she looked about 15 when she was 19)
the woman at the counter tells her she has enough money in her hand and takes it from her. the girl then starts asking if the women knew who all these peope were but then gets distracted
i laugh and tell the women i just met this girl down the street; she also finds this funny
the girl then asks me to get her a bottle of red WKD but can only find a 20 pound note to pay for it and the women does not have enough change to give her cuz its now about 8 55am. she continues to go through her bag while asking if i wanted anything. i say no of course cuz its not even 9 in the morning, plus i dont drink; she found this fact quite shocking
she eventually finds enough change, hands it over and tells the women that she is not a slut and that shes going to drink her WKD with her breakfast when she gets to her boyfriends house.
we eventually leave, i ask her if she wants me to walk her home, she says no and then gives me a hug and thanks me for being nice to her. i smile and say no problem but inside im thinking "why did this happen to me?!" but it was still funny
hope you like my story; has this sort of thing ever happened to anyone else or does it only happen to me?
Apart from the fact I'm male, I've been on both sides of this story - taking the crazy drunk home and being the crazy drunk drinking again before breakfast and harassing passers by.
USed to be every time I got drunk with this girl in town we befriended and over 50 on the way home... who was always more wrecked than us XD We've learned not to fall in love with polish girls and to hold on to eachother... despite that we're not going out
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