Have you ever been really inappropriately drunk?

griffdaddy

I'm not talking about being totally wasted or quantity of drink taken, i'm taking about time and situation wise here. For example, for my 20th birthday i was out in Dublin, then me and a mate had a litre of vodka on the Luas before getting a taxi home to where we'd stashed some cans. it must've been about 8.15 am at this stage, and we were still drinking heavily. anyway, we wandered down to the shops to get some munch, and we ran into our 6th class primary school teacher on his way to work. He started chatting to us and we were holding it down pretty well, telling him we were on our way to college and it was a lovely morning etc. Then he asked my mate what he does in college, and he couldn't hold it together anymore, he started laughing and says 'I gets on trains and gets off trains in college' (wtf?) and at the same a can of beer fell out of his pocket and burst on the ground, in the middle of the morning hustle and bustle. I've never felt so ashamed or embarrassed at being drunk in my life, everyone staring at us and the teacher was mortified as well.
So, anyone got any similar stories when you shouldn't have been, but were drunk? school, mass etc. There must be some good ones!

Spud83

Used to be drunk in work nearly every Friday evening for about a year or two. Worked in a fairly bug hardware store Friday nights (6-9/10), Sat and Sunday. So for the first two years in college we would finish at like 11 or 12 and go straight to the pub, leave the pub at around four and head straight to work. Ah good times, people used to enjoy working with "drunk al". One time two of us actually spend pretty much the whole Friday in the pub and ended up headed to work a bit early because we want to say goodbye to someone who was leaving, by the time we got there they had already left, but the manager came over trying to get us to start work early. We were like eh no we have to get dinner first, so off we went to the pub for a few more double vodkas, ended up being late and drunk that evening.

Apart from work I don’t really think so, I have been obviously hung-over at some inappropriate times like job interviews, mass, family things etc.

watna

For my 20th birthday the girls I was in college with took me to Captain Americas for a long lunch. i had a lot of cocktails and went back to college extremely píssed. Unfortunately I actually had a microbiology lab that was mandatory. We were using some pretty strong bacteria so we all had to wear masks. I was trollied and kept giggling and poking my fingers in petrie dishes and stumbling in to people while they did complex procedures and ruining it for them. i couldn't really stand up straight either! My friend had to do my lab for me.... i think I did quiet well in it actually!

KingOfFairview

I once got really drunk and kicked this man to death for no reason! I'm mad!!! Tee hee hee!!!

griffdaddy

watna wrote: »

For my 20th birthday the girls I was in college with took me to Captain Americas for a long lunch. i had a lot of cocktails and went back to college extremely píssed. Unfortunately I actually had a microbiology lab that was mandatory. We were using some pretty strong bacteria so we all had to wear masks. I was trollied and kept giggling and poking my fingers in petrie dishes and stumbling in to people while they did complex procedures and ruining it for them. i couldn't really stand up straight either! My friend had to do my lab for me.... i think I did quiet well in it actually!

hahaha, that's exactly the kind of thing i'm talking bout. I was hammered in a tutorial on Joyce before, she kept asking me questions and i kept slurring my words, had to say i had a terrible cold.
That sounds like the sweetest job ever alanmurphy, did you's not get sussed at all though? I was working in a guesthouse in town watching the world cup and drinking a can of DutchGold and a real normal looking guy called to the door and flashed a detective's badge. He was asking questions about that guy who was beaten to death outside Abrakabra on O'Connell street last year and was asking questions about where the cameras faced and stuff. He was really sound and funny but it still felt inappropraite to slurping a can of dutch gold while talking about some guy being murdered.

JohnnyBravo

Went into an exam once in a computer lab and plugged in my ear phones
Was singing coldplays (When they were cool) yellow at the top of my voice
It was the only exam i passed

Spud83

griffdaddy wrote: »

hahaha, that's exactly the kind of thing i'm talking bout. I was hammered in a tutorial on Joyce before, she kept asking me questions and i kept slurring my words, had to say i had a terrible cold.
That sounds like the sweetest job ever alanmurphy, did you's not get sussed at all though? I was working in a guesthouse in town watching the world cup and drinking a can of DutchGold and a real normal looking guy called to the door and flashed a detective's badge. He was asking questions about that guy who was beaten to death outside Abrakabra on O'Connell street last year and was asking questions about where the cameras faced and stuff. He was really sound and funny but it still felt inappropraite to slurping a can of dutch gold while talking about some guy being murdered.

Yeah everyone knew but there was a stocktake going on so they couldn't afford to send us home that night, therefore the couldn't give out to us either, even though we could barely count. As for every other Friday yeah they the managers knew we even decided to tell them at the Christmas party that we do it. But I started there when I was 15 so by the time I was in college I was pretty much untouchable. Wish I could do that again, not the job, but the working drunk thing.

ejmaztec

To this day, I just cannot remember my wedding ceremony. Some people in the church who didn't know me, thought some disabled person was getting hitched, me being helped down the aisle by the best man and another pal.

MayMay

ejmaztec wrote: »

To this day, I just cannot remember my wedding ceremony. Some people in the church who didn't know me, thought some disabled person was getting hitched, me being helped down the aisle by the best man and another pal.

Ah that's horrible, your wedding day???

watna

MayMay wrote: »

Ah that's horrible, your wedding day???

+1 !!

ejmaztec

ejmaztec wrote: »

To this day, I just cannot remember my wedding ceremony. Some people in the church who didn't know me, thought some disabled person was getting hitched, me being helped down the aisle by the best man and another pal.

No sex for the next fifteen years for that one.

xzanti

ejmaztec wrote: »

To this day, I just cannot remember my wedding ceremony. Some people in the church who didn't know me, thought some disabled person was getting hitched, me being helped down the aisle by the best man and another pal.

Lucky, lucky gal

Procasinator

ejmaztec wrote: »

To this day, I just cannot remember my wedding ceremony. Some people in the church who didn't know me, thought some disabled person was getting hitched, me being helped down the aisle by the best man and another pal.

Jesus, that is a bad one! A bit nervous were we?

Latchy

Think we all have one or to episodes in our life when we get palatic , but we learn from it .........hopfully lol

ejmaztec

ejmaztec wrote: »

To this day, I just cannot remember my wedding ceremony. Some people in the church who didn't know me, thought some disabled person was getting hitched, me being helped down the aisle by the best man and another pal.

Hee hee
Yes that's one lucky woman alright
What did your wife say...is she still your wife?

Karl Hungus

Yes.

armour87

Absolutely.

About half the time I drink.

ejmaztec

I wasn't nervous at all. Someone accused someone else of spiking drinks but nobody ever got to the truth of the matter. Surprisingly enough, I'm still married to the same woman and she occasionally still speaks to me. It was most of the wedding guests who've since divorced over the years since.

Some people are just gluttons for punishment.

Mossy Monk

Yes I have.

Proxy

Being out on the driving range in Knocknacarra (random drunken urge) with a couple friends, up all night playing poker, still locked, about to puke any moment, missing the ball every now and then only to *walk out on the range* to get the ones that went astray... was pretty fun actually

And, while working on an EU project, abroad in Slovakia in a conference meeting, locked as an ass (not obviously, I kept quiet until the dinner in the evening), perpetuating the Irish stereotype of the ginger drunken Lepreachán. Still have the photos of me, my colleague and his brother stealing the banner sign and bottles of wine from the conference venue!

Other than that, not really, apart from being locked in work, and nobody seemed to notice...

Slightly different, but here goes....

In a friends house when his parents went away for the night, got locked and wasted, when one of the lads says he has a load of acid. Seeing as he has a free gaff, we all decide we'll get 1 or 2 into us.

His parents come home at 6.00am instead of pm as he'd expected so we all hastily make an exit and I realise I'm too fncked to go anywhere near home. We decide to go knacker drinking near an old, disused church type place that's well off the beaten path.

Long story short, we run out of cans, I send one of the lads to the bank with my ATM card 'cos i'm still too out of it to face any 'normal' people, he forgets the number, tries it 3 times anyway and gets the card swallowed.

I then have to queue up for the customer service desk in a bank at about 10.15am to ask for it back. It was like i was looking at your woman through a kaleidoscope.

Surprisingly, I held it together, explaining i was a little tipsy last night and could i get it back.

She said certainly "sir, can i have your name please?"

Me:. ".......................................................................................................$hifty!!" (phew].

Crumble Froo

meeting a bunch of boardsies for the first time, i may have overdone the dutch courage to meet the new people... i can hardly remember the night at all, i did end up crying muchly, wandering from path to road, getting to second pub, SOMEHOW being allowed in, and kinda sitting in a corner on the floor and telling them to **** off when tehy tried being nice to me.

rather embarrassing the next day.

Corega

When I worked in an Irish bar over in Germany we were more or less given free reign, within reason, it wasn't unheard of for myself and the other staff members to have quite a few beers and numerous shots during the course of a night behind the bar. We even invented our own concoction: TVR's tequila, vodka and red bulls.

Usually in Germany when the deutschlanders come into the pub they expect you to go over to the table, give them the menus, wait the half hour it takes for them to decide what to have and then take their order. Which was normally a ginger ale (cheapest item on the menu) between 8 or 9 of them. So at about 2 o'c one night, still a few hours before closing, myself and one of my colleagues behind the bar watched as a typical group of Germans strolled in. We were already pretty pwned from a few of the aforementioned TVR's so we decided to wait and see how long the Germans would wait until approaching the bar. 20 minutes go by as they browse the menu, a further 15 while they look around for some service and then they launch themselves out of their chairs and stormtroop out of the place, with me and John cacking ourselves.

That sort of the thing was a regular occurence, but apart from that I've woken up in other peoples garages without shoes or a jacket, have had my stomach pumped, woke up in hospital (I think the Germans are still looking for a 300 quid fee for my ambulance ride), been sacked from that job in Germany for being unconcious behind the bar (absinthe is the devils drink) and been arrested and taken to court for drunk and disorderly. Thankfully the gard didn't show for that so I got off scott free. You would think I'd have learnt my lesson after all that excitement and to a certain extent I have, but am still partial to a Jamey every now and then.

cooperguy

Corega wrote: »

have had my stomach pumped

Thats when you know you've gone too far

Corega wrote: »

you would think I'd have learnt my lesson after all that excitement

Definatly!!

- bo -

Yeah I had one too many in the college bar one afternoon and then went off to a Communications lecture. A mate of mine sitting in the row behind me asked a question which I thought the answer to was fairly obvious. The lecturer gave him the answer in a tone of voice that seemed to say 'I cant believe you didnt know that' sort of way. So he had his back turned to the whiteboard then and I stood up and pointed at my mate and shouted "Hah, bet you feel stupid now Stevie" really loud. I sat back down before the lecturer could turn around and he never knew who it was. Everyone laughed.

neil_hosey

- bo - wrote: »

Yeah I had one too many in the college bar one afternoon and then went off to a Communications lecture. A mate of mine sitting in the row behind me asked a question which I thought the answer to was fairly obvious. The lecturer gave him the answer in a tone of voice that seemed to say 'I cant believe you didnt know that' sort of way. So he had his back turned to the whiteboard then and I stood up and pointed at my mate and shouted "Hah, bet you feel stupid now Stevie" really loud. I sat back down before the lecturer could turn around and he never knew who it was. Everyone laughed.

:D:D brilliant.. wish i was there!

Terry

I tend to be brutally honest when I'm drunk, so I would be classed as inapropriately drunk every time I get drunk.

Nightwish

Yes. 2nd year of college I drank a naggin of vodka straight at my house in Finglas then sang "Another one bites the dust" at the top of my voice on the 40A into town and fell off the bus at Whitworth road. By the time I reached Quinns I was in tears as I didnt like my socks and I fell over and had to be bundled into a taxi back home. I vomited all over myself at home and my (male) housemate had to undress me, and put me into my pyjamas and into bed. Highly inappropriate stuff.

xOxSinéadxOx

cooperguy wrote: »

Thats when you know you've gone too far



Definatly!!

http://www.d-e-f-i-n-i-t-e-l-y.com/

GerryRyan

Few of the uncles who were in the reserves back in the days of the fca (now RDF by the way) managed to turn up at range practise once, still in a state from the night before.

Dangerous dangerous combination of alcohol still very much in the system and handling loaded rifles. Not safe. According to them the Sgt. knew full well but they had to fire anyway (was close to a shooting event etc).

I'm not condoning this it 'in the least' and I'm aware that the organisation has a bad enough name from this carry-on in the past. But had to be shared.
Obviously naming units or even the county for that matter would be stupid - so don't bother hassling me.

pretty-in-pink

Oh yes. Yes I have.

Mr. CooL ICE

Somehow got roped into representing my school on a pilgrimage to Lourdes (was 16 at the time). On the second day, myself and a bunch of random lads decided to explore the town, as we had time off, so found a pub, and had a few beers. This was my first time drinking, and was absolutely hammered after 3 bottles of Desperados.

Stumbled back to the hotel and got some dinner, then had to report to the hospital where we were to wheelchair some invalids to some big ceremony thing. It was fun until we had to stand around while some big holy guy in a big white robe rambled on about stuff for 2 hours.

Sea Sharp

Way back in secendary school, we had to go into the RDS for some sort of careers day. Needless to say we went to the pub around 1 o'clock. After mixing 2 guinness and 3 budweiser I subsequently needed to puke.
I failed to make it to the toilet and instead threw up right in front of a few tables who were sitting down to a lovely meal.:)

rain on

On my leaving cert results night I got completely hammered and started shouting and rolling around with my trousers down on my friend's living room floor in front of all his flatmates, which would've been fine if they hadn't all been strict non drinkers. Not so good.

Was drunk in one of my leaving cert exams too. And meeting Micheal Martin at my grandfather's book launch a few months ago. I was going to put a copy of the book in my ma's car for safekeeping and just remember staggering across the lawn with the car keys clinking against my glass of wine, and then dropping them, and giggling while failing to unlock the car, while a whole heap of my cousins watched me in silence. I managed to hold it together for Micheal Martin though. I think.

A racy brainrot

Just two weeks ago I went out with my new housemates. It was a sunday night, so town was very quiet. We went dancing, and we were the only ones on the floor. But i kept knocking back Jack D all night and then advanced onto whatever shots came into my head. So they left a little before closing, but i stayed until I had no money left. I bummed a lift off these two guys, well i just jumped into the car. Nice of them to drop me home. But then it all started happening.
I live with polish people. As sound as they come. But I went to the wrong house when I got to the estate, and it just so happened that polish people lived in the random house that I started knocking on. They wouldn't let me in to their house, naturally, so I started roaring, "I hate polish people". I kept shouting it. It must have been four, near five in the morning. All the neighbours came out. One of them called the landlord eventually. But I was all distressed and was running in search of my house. I fell FLAT on my face. My face was all blood. I woke up with a lot of bruises.
My housemates didn't talk to me for a week and a half. I was so embarrassed. We finally sorted it out last monday.

Learnt not to mix drinks. Last time I didn't take it in fully.

l3LoWnA

Was at a work conference and had sneaked off the the local "early house" in the morning after the residents bar closed. Headed back to the hotel after many hot whiskeys to greet all my fresh-faced and well-rested colleagues at reception checking out

Went to work straight from a house-party after having no sleep and still well under the influence, needless to say, boss sent me home, well I say home, I went to the nearest pub for a settler

Found myself on the top of a mountain with a pint in lámh one day. It was quite enjoyable up there, the view was amazing but the pint was warm and flat I'd walked the whole way up from the pub (where we could see the mountain from the window) with the pint in my hand)

There are worse stories, I spent alot of my life being "inappropriatey" drunk! It's not good.

("spent" being history, thank god)

Jackz

Having a crappy day in college so left and went to the pub with a few lads, Cheltenham was on and we were winning and drinking our asses off. Got chating and drinking with this girl. We decided it was a great ideae to go to the cinema. I was woken by the staff cinema totally empty and the film long over.

Dord

Yes, many many many times.

The Real B-man

Yes.

Senna

16yr old, working in a hotel on st. Stephens night, the hotel was closed, but they opened the disco. All us floor staff headed to one of the closed bars and started knocking back shots. They rest of them only had a couple, but i kept coming back every 15 minutes for another shot.
Once the disco was over i was completely legless. so i sat down in reception and fell asleep, someone woke me up about 3am when they were going home and i proceeded to puke all over the nice carpet, with the bar manager watching me.
No idea how i got home, slept till about 6pm the next day and the manager never said a word about it after.

MizzLolly

Hmmm.... wasn't gona share this story coz I'm utterly ashamed of it but here it goes...

A few months back, about a month after my 18th I went out with my friend and her bf. (that was my first mistake... never go out with a couple) I had just been dumped after a very bad relationship (lying, cheating etc..ON HIS PART) But anyway I got all dressed up, pretended to be fine and had a few drinks. It's kinda weird coz I usually don't get drunk very easily but last thing I remember is this guy trying to dance with me ... and vaguely remember something about drinks... anyway apparently, I just flipped. I got all weak and couldn't really talk properly. I started crying HYSTERICALLY (so embarassing) and pushing this fella away (though evry few mins I'd say how nice he was and how he said I'm real pretty Blah Blah etc...) Yeah I know this is a pathetic story. Anyway I'm not sure what the bouncers were thinking but they came over and grabbed the guy and threw him out. I had to be taken home. I couldn't even stand by myself... I wish I could remember more but all I can recall is this guy saying "come on back to my place and I'll drive u home in the morning" and I was crying and saying no... Next thing I was outside and the security were tellin my friends to get me home and into bed... It's soooo embarrassing... And I really dunno how it happened. I'm never ever affected by that lil to drink. And even when I have been drunk I've never been in a state where I cant speak or move properly!!
Shameful story... I know... I'll never drink again when I'm in a bad emotional state.. also NEVER go out with a couple having just been dumped.. they were off dancing together when all this happened.
The REALLY shameful part is it all happened before 5pm and when I got home around 6 I had to pretend that I just felt sick...

Horrible, horrible experience.

Dont be at yourself

I had just turned 20, and was studying abroad for a year in Kyoto. The Chancellor of the university, along with an assortment of other bigwigs, extended a black-tie-only dinner invitation to all the exchange students in one of the fanciest restaurants in town.

A meal consisting of copious amounts of raw fish (and lobster...), strange vegetables and a variety of contrasting sauces, the addition of constant top-ups on one's glass (as is Japanese custom, brilliantly) is a recipe for disaster - especially when one is sitting beside a Mexican, trying to defend one's national honour.

Long story short, got absolutely ****faced drunk, blew chunks under a seat, allowed a big-wig to clean it up on his hands and knees while I slurred at the waitress for another bottle, and everybody looked on in horror.

It was only about 7.30pm too.

Gekko

was about 17 on a school exchange trip in France. I got wasted before some kind of official bash at about 3pm that the mayor attended at the Town Hall. My friends did their best to try and sober me up but it was no good.

Next day, hungover, I was taken aside by one of the teachers who accused me of being drunk and threatened to put me on a plane back home. I said I had an allergic reaction to a diet soft drink, which was actually plausible due to a metabolic condition I have. They bought it. I stayed and was a bit more careful about when and where I drank.

MizzLolly

Hehehe... opps!! At least it's not just me...

sweetie

too many fcuking times unfortunately.

Ended up drunk sleepwalking once and woke up in my girlfriends housemates bed. Thing is it was a single and her boyfriend was in it too. My gf woke up as i was walking backwards out of the room with the sun covering me boll***s.

Went skiing with my gf and a few mates to killington in vermont a couple years ago and had a woeful mix of shorts the first night starting at 6. Ended up in some on stage with the band in some bar. They thought it was funny the first time but by the third time they had me thrown out. We all walked in the bitter cold to another bar and one of the guys who wasn't too bad tried to get us in but i'd forgotten my passport. So he says that I'm on my hols and the bouncer says 'dude can't even see.' Went back outside to get a jo maxi home and answered a call of nature in the carpark only to be stopped by two state troopers, the gf (who is pissed at this stage) storms over and slaps me, only for the troopers to turn around and try and arrest her for assault. Thankfully one of the guys managed to talk them out of it. Got home to be and it was only 11! Woke up the next morning and had puked in the corner of the room. Managed to go skiing though at 8 am and the hangover was soon gone. I have learned not to drink shorts again!

Burp Bleugh

I'm derunk right nowwa

Proxy

Burp Bleugh wrote: »

I'm derunk right nowwa

I can see a story developing

MizzLolly

Haha Proxy... me too.... Burp... tell us your story!!

HashSlinging

I've got a really bad one, shoot me.

My G/F at the time (now my wife) was heavily pregnant, we had just been to the hospital and got the nod from the doc, that things we're going to be taking some time with the delivery date of my little girl, despite it being the day before the due date, LOADS OF TIME HE SAYS... SOOOOO anyways, the brother gives me a call soon after we arrive home, to go out and watch the champions league game between TNS and liverpool. SO out I go watch the game and who rings me only me mate DAVE who I havent seen in two years as he's been away travellin, come on down, one thing leads to another and I end up staying till last orders with the bro and dave, with herself at home.. We get home some more celebratory drinks for dave, then off to bed, circa 3am. Next thing the missus wakes up. ME: uh ..say what baby who.. L.I.V-E.R.P-O.O.L FC ARE WE .....ZZzzzZZZ. .. we got the best defense ...lala..punch in the head.. ok ok. YOUR FU*KIN DRUNK!! (havent drank a sip to this point in almost a month being so scared about the whole thing) cut a long story short thank god for mums who dont mind giving sons and their G/Fs a lift to maternity wards.

gcgirl

i was young and foolish!! i now know when to stop!

Quality

I went to the gaeltacht when I was 14 and we had a bit of free time before mass. I was seeing this guy at the time, and he had brought a bit of cannabis resin with him. We went down to the beach and literally smoked our brains out.
Anyhow we managed to get up to the church, But I was experiencing a whitener, I ended up puking my ring up in the church, In front of the whole school and my boyfriend,

I was brought back to the bean on ti and I had to say I had a bit of bug.. I was so embarrassed, That happened 14 years ago and I still cringe at the thought of it..