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Worst thing that's happened to you after a night out?

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  • 11-05-2021 5:51pm
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    I know a female friend who got into a wrong car thinking it was a taxi but the guy forced her out. Could have been a very different story if he wasn't a genuine bloke.


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  • Registered Users Posts: 911 ✭✭✭Burt Renaults


    Not me, but someone I know got into the back of a Garda car outside a nightclub thinking it was a taxi. The guards kept telling him to get out, and he kept repeating his address over and over again, so they arrested him. He was so annoying that they un-arrested him and threw him into the back of an actual taxi a few minutes later.

    Nothing bad has ever happened to me after a night out. The odd long, sobering walk home when I was younger, because all the buses and taxis had gone to bed, that's about it.


  • Posts: 0 [Deleted User]


    I ended up in hospital for 48 hours after my friends found me in the carpark unconscious. Someone had spiked my drink.


  • Registered Users Posts: 10,545 ✭✭✭✭EmmetSpiceland


    Broken hand and a sliced thumb. Separate “occasions”.

    Still have no feeling in that part of my thumb. Was fairly shocking, and “sobering”, waking up to blood-soaked kitchen roll sellotaped to my thumb.

    The tide is turning…



  • Registered Users Posts: 2,489 ✭✭✭Pauliedragon


    Asked my now ex wife to marry me. 😜


  • Registered Users Posts: 3,733 ✭✭✭OMM 0000


    hezarkani wrote: »
    I know a female friend who got into a wrong car thinking it was a taxi but the guy forced her out. Could have been a very different story if he wasn't a genuine bloke.

    This is incredibly innocent.

    I was going to reply with some of my stories (I'm old and have lived) but they're too mad. I'll give a tame one:

    Drunk in Siberia. Really the middle of nowhere. (Days away from any sort of city.) Camping at the foot of a really steep mountain. Wander over to a cliff thing to have a pee. Hear a weird growling noise. Totally confused. Crouched about four metres from me is a snow leopard (I assume, it was large, unlikely to be a tiger) staring and growling at me. I'm so drunk I think this is cool and have no idea what danger I'm in.

    Luckily sanity hit me after a few seconds and walking backwards slowly seemed to work. But I was so drunk there was zero nerves or understanding of the situation.


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  • Registered Users Posts: 4,781 ✭✭✭KungPao


    Once, when I was a much younger man, I had a night out in Dublin. Had a few too many piña coladas, and ended up eating at Supermacs.

    The next morning, I could still taste it. Blergh.


  • Registered Users Posts: 88 ✭✭Physeter


    I ended up at a very scaldy after-party in an industrial park in Stoneybatter. Very early on someone approached a friend of mine and advised our group that we needed to leave as the Ukrainian gang running the operation didn't like the cut of me, specifically, at all.

    For years I couldn't figure what the hell that was about? No matter what state I'd be in I'd never ever be unfriendly to strangers. I'd especially be very conscious of encroaching anyone's personal space at a party or on a night out as I'm quite a big guy.

    Further experience within illicit circumstances reveals that I just look like a f*ckin nark.


  • Posts: 6,192 ✭✭✭ [Deleted User]


    Got mugged


    Ended up with stitches across my face and nearly lost an eye aswell.....can still see the scar and get odd twitch/pain in my eye when tired



    My local town is a pure kip


  • Registered Users Posts: 1,667 ✭✭✭Frynge


    One of the strangest was waking up with a priests frock inside a bag in my bed.


  • Registered Users Posts: 8,952 ✭✭✭pgj2015


    Physeter wrote: »
    I ended up at a very scaldy after-party in an industrial park in Stoneybatter. Very early on someone approached a friend of mine and advised our group that we needed to leave as the Ukrainian gang running the operation didn't like the cut of me, specifically, at all.

    For years I couldn't figure what the hell that was about? No matter what state I'd be in I'd never ever be unfriendly to strangers. I'd especially be very conscious of encroaching anyone's personal space at a party or on a night out as I'm quite a big guy.

    Further experience within illicit circumstances reveals that I just look like a f*ckin nark.



    same thing happens me. I look like a guard apparently.


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  • Registered Users Posts: 1,209 ✭✭✭black & white


    Got pissed drunk one night and puked my ring up in a ditch on the walk home, eventually reached home and realised that I was missing a dental plate. Had to retrace my steps and sieve through the puke by hand until I found the plate, then walk home again. It was a sobering experience considering how much the plates are.


  • Registered Users Posts: 15,306 ✭✭✭✭Beechwoodspark


    DURING a fairly routine night out I Was robbed of my coat which had my phone and house keys a few years ago

    I had gone up to bar to buy a round and got talking to someone. When I returned to my table my coat was gone. Thief had taken it and ran out the door.

    Guards were very little use.

    Went to the trouble of going back to the pub and the staff were very helpful.

    I got the cctv burned onto a dvd for the guards.

    Thief was caught in the act or robbing it in clear footage.

    but the guards weren’t particularly interested in pursuing it.

    I was “assigned” a particular guard. He took my statement but soon after he apparently was involved in a car accident and off work for weeks. I had one follow up call and that was it.


  • Registered Users Posts: 5,323 ✭✭✭JustAThought


    After big night in the ‘local’ nightclub couldn’t find my keys so climbed onto the bin & up in the window of the bathroom - ran a hot bath to get warm but climbed into it with all my clothes on! Sat in it until it went cold & then got out and slept in the wet clothes on the freezing cold hallway of the apartment. Woke to people stepping over me on their way to work. Too hungover to even sit up apologise. Much later I finally tried the door and it opened - I hadn’t locked it on the way out!!! Keys on kitchen table!! Door unlocked :0


  • Registered Users Posts: 4,693 ✭✭✭ablelocks


    KungPao wrote: »
    Once, when I was a much younger man, I had a night out in Dublin. Had a few too many piña coladas, and ended up eating at Supermacs.

    The next morning, I could still taste it. Blergh.

    If you like piña coladas
    And garlic chips with cheese
    If you're not into tofu
    If you don't like chinese
    If you like eatin' meat at midnight
    In Supermacs
    Then I'm the love that you've looked for
    Write to me for a snack


  • Registered Users Posts: 4,693 ✭✭✭ablelocks


    got attacked by neo-nazis in eastern germany at the end of a long night out - staff and customers of the only irish bar in the town - we had decided to continue the party in a couple of other bars.
    escaped to a nearby flat of one of the lads only to be faced with an ex- soldier wielding a samuri sword who thought he'd come to our rescue.
    my 5'2" girlfriend now wife had to talk him out of it - he wouldn't listen to anyone else. We were lucky, 2 customers ended up in hospital. Turned out the bar owner wasn't paying protection money to the local gangsters - staff weren't touched at all - only afterwards did i remember one fella pull his punch from me and another pushed me out of the way...


    woke up in the back of a British Army truck at a campsite in Germany to the roar of a captain or squad leader ".....you've got facking irish in the back get fackin' rid you dumb fack." exit stage left and a 10k hike back to civilisation. had to leave half a bottle of jagermeister behind too...

    both in the early nineties.


  • Registered Users Posts: 4,402 ✭✭✭McGinniesta


    I don't drink very often but when I do bad things happen sometimes. I've since stopped.

    I went on a football weekend to the UK. I stayed sober the first night but went on a 24-36 hour binge that got really ugly. It started at about 6pm on Saturday.

    On the saturday I ended up in some oul ones house in a different city to the one I started in.

    I don't remember getting there and I woke up with a black eye and a busted nose. Now a normal person would go to the hospital but not me.

    Instead I went to the pub at 10am and went straight on the beer even though my flight was at 9pm. I ended up getting removed from my flight for excessive drunkenness.


  • Registered Users Posts: 2,360 ✭✭✭washiskin


    ablelocks wrote: »
    If you like piña coladas
    And garlic chips with cheese
    If you're not into tofu
    If you don't like chinese
    If you like eatin' meat at midnight
    In Supermacs
    Then I'm the love that you've looked for
    Write to me for a snack

    That's brilliant! :D


  • Moderators, Sports Moderators, Regional South East Moderators Posts: 11,391 Mod ✭✭✭✭Captain Havoc


    Twenty years ago I lived in Paris, just off the Champs-Élysées. One night I was walking down the road smoking a fag and a lad pulls up and asks if he can have one. I says I'm all out, and I genuinely was but there was a backy shop up the road that was open 24 hours. He asks if I want a lift up, sure says I and I hop into his little Renault. I tells him the turn for the shop is the next left, but he keeps going, I sobered up straight away, I knew it was no accident. I thought about jumping out of the car, I was pretty scared. We got back to his appartment block and he parks the car in an underground carpack, which the door closes behind, I'm really close to soiling my pants at this point. I get in the lift with him, he hits the button for whatever floor and as soon as it moves, I hit zero, door opens and I scarper, no idea where I was but I found a metro station after a while and went home.

    https://ormondelanguagetours.com

    Walking Tours of Kilkenny in English, French or German.



  • Registered Users Posts: 24,831 ✭✭✭✭Strumms


    Twenty years ago I lived in Paris, just off the Champs-Élysées. One night I was walking down the road smoking a fag and a lad pulls up and asks if he can have one. I says I'm all out, and I genuinely was but there was a backy shop up the road that was open 24 hours. He asks if I want a lift up, sure says I and I hop into his little Renault. I tells him the turn for the shop is the next left, but he keeps going, I sobered up straight away, I knew it was no accident. I thought about jumping out of the car, I was pretty scared. We got back to his appartment block and he parks the car in an underground carpack, which the door closes behind, I'm really close to soiling my pants at this point. I get in the lift with him, he hits the button for whatever floor and as soon as it moves, I hit zero, door opens and I scarper, no idea where I was but I found a metro station after a while and went home.

    Straight to Flann O Briens would have been my escape plan, lived there 22 years ago


  • Registered Users Posts: 37,854 ✭✭✭✭PTH2009


    Once got very very drunk and fell on the way home and the guards brought me home for my own safety


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  • Registered Users Posts: 14,038 ✭✭✭✭retalivity


    Testicular torsion after jumping off the roof of a shop


  • Registered Users Posts: 47 Parentalunit


    I was walking home visibly drunk from a night out but didn't realise I was being followed until I turned onto a dark street near home and then these two guys ran towards me, knocked me to the ground and robbed me. It took me a good while to get over it but it did teach me a lesson and I never walked home drunk again.


  • Registered Users Posts: 1,823 ✭✭✭randd1


    I woke up with no memory of the night before.

    Then into the sitting room walks Bill Cosby. I’m like “wow, Bill Cosby”. He says he had a great night and that we should do it again. “Cool” says I.

    Now that we know what we know, I do have some questions.


  • Moderators, Sports Moderators, Regional South East Moderators Posts: 11,391 Mod ✭✭✭✭Captain Havoc


    Strumms wrote: »
    Straight to Flann O Briens would have been my escape plan, lived there 22 years ago

    I was picked up not too far from there on Rue Rivoli but closer to Concorde.

    https://ormondelanguagetours.com

    Walking Tours of Kilkenny in English, French or German.



  • Registered Users Posts: 6,813 ✭✭✭Alkers


    Drunk / slept walked out of a hotel room in just my boxer shorts when trying to find the (en suite) bathroom. Couldn't get back into the room so staggered down to reception, couldn't remember my room number, they eventually found it from my name and gave me a new key, spent another age trying to find the room and eventually ended back up at reception and was escorted back to my room - all in my boxers while barely being able to sting a sentence together.

    Drunk cycled into my driveway and straight into and up onto the bonnet of my mother's car while she looked on in horror from the driveway when I was a teenager lol


  • Registered Users Posts: 824 ✭✭✭The chan chan man


    A friend’s grandfather went for a pint in Dublin one Friday evening... 72 hours later he woke up on a boat to France.. His drinking ruined the entire family.


  • Registered Users Posts: 37,854 ✭✭✭✭PTH2009


    A friend’s grandfather went for a pint in Dublin one Friday evening... 72 hours later he woke up on a boat to France.. His drinking ruined the entire family.

    That particular story must be a urban legend


  • Registered Users Posts: 23 Pineapplez56


    got into a drunken argument with a random lad in a pub in sallynoggin years ago bumped into him and spilled some of my pint onto his shirt I apologised but he was fuming and got very aggressive with me so I sort of got cheeky back to him saying something along the lines of look im trying to say sorry as he kept calling me a **** and all sorts saying he was going to hit me a smack I said do it then hard man, as he kept berating me I just kept laughing saying ok hard man he said ill see you outside later and walked off. me drunk as a skunk not thinking of it went back to my table with a few of my mates kept drinking and told them about the dude who I just had a drunken argument with. was almost forgotten about, I was leaving the place and having a fag outside on my own when a group of literally 10 or more of them surrounded me the dude there of course just hit me straight away and they all absolutely kicked the head off me knocked out cold, woke up they were still there gesturing that it was round 2 but luckily some of my mates had arrived by then from inside and bundled me into a taxi out of there full of blood, two teeth knocked out black eyes head thumping and confused as to what the f just happened and they explained that the group piled on me and knocked me out and kept kicking me in the face as I was out cold until the bouncers came over and broke it up. not a fun night. have many other weird and strange drug induced stories but that sticks out as possibly one of the worst due to the serious beating the **** gave me that night. be careful who ya get cheeky with in the pubs...


  • Registered Users Posts: 1,189 ✭✭✭Cilldara_2000


    I went for a pint once and woke up in a cheap hotel in New York two mornings later (this was before you had to book the visa waiver three days in advance). Vague memories of singing with an old homeless black man outside Penn Station after finding out I was too late to get the last train out to a relation’s house and then being ferried around by a taxi man running in and out of hotels after asking them the price for a night before he decided which one was good value.

    I eventually stopped drinking.


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  • Registered Users Posts: 5,494 ✭✭✭bb1234567


    got into a drunken argument with a random lad in a pub in sallynoggin years ago bumped into him and spilled some of my pint onto his shirt I apologised but he was fuming and got very aggressive with me so I sort of got cheeky back to him saying something along the lines of look im trying to say sorry as he kept calling me a **** and all sorts saying he was going to hit me a smack I said do it then hard man, as he kept berating me I just kept laughing saying ok hard man he said ill see you outside later and walked off. me drunk as a skunk not thinking of it went back to my table with a few of my mates kept drinking and told them about the dude who I just had a drunken argument with. was almost forgotten about, I was leaving the place and having a fag outside on my own when a group of literally 10 or more of them surrounded me the dude there of course just hit me straight away and they all absolutely kicked the head off me knocked out cold, woke up they were still there gesturing that it was round 2 but luckily some of my mates had arrived by then from inside and bundled me into a taxi out of there full of blood, two teeth knocked out black eyes head thumping and confused as to what the f just happened and they explained that the group piled on me and knocked me out and kept kicking me in the face as I was out cold until the bouncers came over and broke it up. not a fun night. have many other weird and strange drug induced stories but that sticks out as possibly one of the worst due to the serious beating the **** gave me that night. be careful who ya get cheeky with in the pubs...

    Sounds like your actions didn't have much impact really, think he would have just beaten you or somebody else up without much justification


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