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November 29, 2005
Bar Crawl pt 3 (that's it)
Maybe I was too drunk to have another drink. Maybe I was just bored. I don't remember exactly. I do remember that when I told Kasey I wanted to leave and asked her for my drink ticket she gave me a sort of shocked look.
"I just had it. It was in my hand. I swear. I must have just dropped it or something."
"What? You lost two tickets in one night?"
"No. I just dropped it. It's got to be right here."
"I don't see it. Is it in your pocket?"
"No. these pants don't have any pockets."
she must have just dropped it then I thought.
We looked around at the bar's floor. Shoes stomped on a floor wet with spilled drinks. We looked around and through legs without finding the drink ticket.
"There it is" Kasey yelled pointing at a piece of paper near the men's room.
I went over and grabbed what turned out to be a soggy flyer.
"Damn. This one's just a receipt."
"This one has someone's number on it."
After growing tired of picking up every piece of paper on the bar's floor we gave up. We decided it was time to leave.
Knowing full well that we couldn't exit the bar in the normal fashion we devised two different plans. "The bouncer has to get behind the cash register when the people ahead of us pay; I say we make a break for it then."
"What do you mean?"
"They can't chase after us. Let's just run" I said.
"We can't out run them. We don't even know where we are."
"Yes we do. We only walked, like, blocks from your house."
"I say we just tell them what happened and what we had to drink. They'll just make us pay for what we drank."
"I don't think so. I like my plan more."
I did like my plan more until I realized that there were two door men. One acted as the cashier and the other stood blocking the doorway. My plan didn't look like it had much of a chance of working. It definitely didn't have any chance of working after Kasey yelled out, "We lost our tickets."
We were informed that we couldn't leave without paying the equivalent of $100. an amount, even to this day I don't carry with me when hitting the bars. -- This past Saturday I went out with Emma and Rachel. We all ended up drunk. Someone ended up puking on my stairs. And all together we spent less than $25. (Granted, I did steal one beer.)
After some negotiating Kasey and I developed another plan and got it OKed by the doormen. She was going to give me her debit card and her PIN and I'd go down the block to withdraw the money. She'd have to stay in the bar.
I'm not surprised that, on the the way to the ATM, I considered leaving Kasey in the bar, but I am surprised I remembered her PIN. I withdrew the money and got her out of hock. Then together we stumbled the six blocks or so to her house. There I capped the night off with some more wine while Kasey spent some time hovering over the toilet before passing out on the bathroom floor. I never finished my glass before passing out. Luckily I was already on the couch.
We started moving in the early afternoon. "Did I lose the drink tickets last night?"
"Yeah."
"I thought so."
"How'd we get out? Did we have the money?" She asked and sounded like she honestly didn't know.
"No. You gave me your card and they let me go get the money."
"I gave you my card? I don't remember the PIN."
"You gave it to me last night. Or maybe I just made it up. Pretty sure you gave it to me, though."
"Damn. How much did we have to pay?"
"$100." I told her.
"I'm surprised I had that much. Well I'm going to take a shower" Kasey said as she shuffled back toward the bathroom.
I decided to go back to sleep, but as soon as I lay my head back down I heard her yell. "Hey, Brian."
Kasey came running into the room. "Is this one of the tickets?"
"Yeah." It had one drink marked on it for a total of $1.50 "Where'd you find it?"
"In my bra."
"You had it the whole time?"
"I guess so. I must have put it in there so I wouldn't lose it."
"Some good that did."
Kasey went back to the bathroom to tkae a shower while I nursed my hangover. When she came back into the room I asked her, "Did you find the other one in your panties or something?"
"No. I can't believe I had one of those tickets."
"I wouldn't be surprised if you had the other one too" I teased her.
"No. I would have found it. I was wearing this shirt and these pants." She picked her clothes up off the floor and for show rifled through the pants. "And they've only got one pocket and I know it's not in ... Shit."
Posted by calculatoronfire at November 29, 2005 11:27 PM
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awesome. :) laughing, laughing...
Posted by: d2ana at November 30, 2005 08:52 AM
It cost 25.00 for three people to get drunk in Highlandtown? You must be hanging out at the expensive bars.
Posted by: cosmic shambles at November 30, 2005 01:57 PM