Sep 12, 2004 23:29
So Friday night was Adam's bachelor party.
We all met up at Adam's at 7:00pm. Adam already had a few beers in him. We = Me (Josh), Roy, Jay, Nick, Seth, Pat, Tim, Brian, Mike, Justin, Jeff, Adam (of course), and "Patty B. Fatty" (Adam's inflatable date).
What a bunch of generic fuckin' names we have...
Then it was off to Hooters for dinner, where we ate dinner and began drinking more (And yes, we had sober drivers).
After Hooters it was off to "The Duece" (AKA American Legion Post 22) for an hour or two. Adam continued getting really fucked up.
After The Duece, someone had the bright idea to go to Cody's, a local dive. And I mean DIVE. Some asshole there gave Adam 2 shots of Bacardi 121 and a Jag bomb. BIG MISTAKE. It didn't take long for it to hit Adam and hit him HARD. He ended up passing out in the parking lot. This was around 11 O'Fucking Clock. So as we finally got his ass to a car he began throwing all over the fucking place.
After about a half hour, we finally get him home and onto the couch.
Seeing as I was still too buzzed to drive, and the smell of Adam was making me queasy, I went with most everyone else to the titty bar, Deja Vu. Roy was the man and stayed with Adam, but I really should have. I feel bad for not staying with him.
When we made it back to Adam's, he was on the floor and it took 3 of us to get him up the stairs and put him to bed. By that time, Colette was home and none too happy with us, which I don't blame her one bit.
I talked to Adam today and he ws pretty upset about Friday night. He said it was just flat out embarassing for him and he wished that someone would have stopped him for drinking so much. And I wish I had done it. We weren't paying too much attention to how much he was drinking and someone should have. I should have.
Hindsight truly is 20/20 and I can see that I was no best man or best friend. I was an asshole.
I need to find a way to make this up to Adam and Colette.
I was thinking of starting by buying them dinner while they are on their honeymoon.
And Friday night, if Colette doesn't stay home the night before the wedding, I'll kidnap Adam and take him to Deja Vu.