Too much tequila in Texas
This actually happened to me last week. Although I shouldn't call the kettle black, some people take partying a little too far...
11/16/05
Dear ****,
Hello, you don't know me, but my name is Rockstar Writer and I sort of met you on the night of Thursday, November 10. You might not remember me because you were quite out of it after a night out on the town. I found you passed out in the bed of my step-dad's truck in a parking lot at around 2:30 a.m. A female friend and I eventually got you into a taxi and on your way home, but not without some difficulty. By accident I forgot to give you back your driver's license when I was trying to figure out your name and address to give to the cab driver.
Please forgive me for going through your purse, but I had no other choice. While trying to figure out what to do about the drunk girl passed out in my truck, I used your cell-phone to call the last person who called you. I believe it was Marnie or Melanie. I'm not sure which. I was in town visiting from Canada and had no idea where anything was. So I called someone I thought was your friend. She would not help me. I asked for a number of a friend who would come down and get you and she didn't give me a single name or number.
*****, whoever dumped you in the bed of a stranger's truck is not your friend. No good person would leave their intoxicated friend at the whim of anyone who wanted to do whatever they liked with a young, attractive, incoherent girl. Despite my friend's requests we hand you over to the cops who were situated only a block away, I flagged down a cab. You were extremely lucky not to wake up in the drunk tank with your parents on the other side of the bars or even worse.
First of all, you need to watch how much you drink. I'm only a few years older than you. I've been there and done my share of partying. I still do. It may seem like a good idea to get loaded downtown with your friends to the point of blacking out. It's not. There are a lot of dangerous persons out there that wouldn't have been so nice in the situation you put me in.
And if you think it is a good idea to get overly-drunk with friends, make sure that those persons you're going out with are really your friends. Like I said, ******, the people who left you in that dark parking lot that night are not your friends, despite how drunk you were or how drunk they may have been (which Marnie was not). Even if you walked off from them, a true friend would follow you to make sure you were OK.
Be careful from now on!
A good Samaritan,
Rockstar Writer
11/16/05
Dear ****,
Hello, you don't know me, but my name is Rockstar Writer and I sort of met you on the night of Thursday, November 10. You might not remember me because you were quite out of it after a night out on the town. I found you passed out in the bed of my step-dad's truck in a parking lot at around 2:30 a.m. A female friend and I eventually got you into a taxi and on your way home, but not without some difficulty. By accident I forgot to give you back your driver's license when I was trying to figure out your name and address to give to the cab driver.
Please forgive me for going through your purse, but I had no other choice. While trying to figure out what to do about the drunk girl passed out in my truck, I used your cell-phone to call the last person who called you. I believe it was Marnie or Melanie. I'm not sure which. I was in town visiting from Canada and had no idea where anything was. So I called someone I thought was your friend. She would not help me. I asked for a number of a friend who would come down and get you and she didn't give me a single name or number.
*****, whoever dumped you in the bed of a stranger's truck is not your friend. No good person would leave their intoxicated friend at the whim of anyone who wanted to do whatever they liked with a young, attractive, incoherent girl. Despite my friend's requests we hand you over to the cops who were situated only a block away, I flagged down a cab. You were extremely lucky not to wake up in the drunk tank with your parents on the other side of the bars or even worse.
First of all, you need to watch how much you drink. I'm only a few years older than you. I've been there and done my share of partying. I still do. It may seem like a good idea to get loaded downtown with your friends to the point of blacking out. It's not. There are a lot of dangerous persons out there that wouldn't have been so nice in the situation you put me in.
And if you think it is a good idea to get overly-drunk with friends, make sure that those persons you're going out with are really your friends. Like I said, ******, the people who left you in that dark parking lot that night are not your friends, despite how drunk you were or how drunk they may have been (which Marnie was not). Even if you walked off from them, a true friend would follow you to make sure you were OK.
Be careful from now on!
A good Samaritan,
Rockstar Writer