Ever Had a Drink Thrown in Your Face?

This is so awesome that I want to have your child.

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Shodan

Not in my face, but I’ve seen it happen twice a few of my friends.

Incident 1:
One summer, some friends and I had rented a house on the Jersey Shore for the summer, typical of a lot of people right out of college. As you might expect, we used to hit the bars and clubs every weekend and try our best to hook up. I would say we had varying levels of success.

Anyhow, our friend " R" starts hitting on this girl and grinding up against her on the dance floor. She eventually gets fed up and tosses her drink at him. Well he sideswipes the drink just as our friend “D” turns around, oblivious to what’s going on, and D catches the drink right in the face.
Incident 2
I’m out with my friend “S” and his friend “T” from way back in the day about a year ago. T is like this short, loudmouthed Middle Eastern guy who I guess used to be the one who used to always get all of them in trouble when they were younger. So anyhow, we go to this strup club and I don’t know what T said to the girl but we were there all of 5 minutes before she picked up his drink and poured it all over him.
Completely unrelated incident, I got slapped in the face one for no reason. Apparently, while I was buying the next round of drinks for me and my two buddies, my friend “L” is whispering in some drunk girls ear some nonsense to get her riled up. So I come back with the beers and L is like "look, he didn’t even get you one!’ at which point this crazy bitch comes over and slaps me. I of course have no idea who this person is and my friends got a little concerned as for a minute it looked like I might toss her over the mezzanine railing.

When we were young, my sister threw a root beer in my face after I soaked her with a water balloon.

:confused:

I didn’t think there was any other way to take a shot than to down it all at once, which is what I assume you mean by throw it back.

I had a drink thrown in my face at a bar once.

A girl got her ass surreptitiously grabbed by some guy as she was walking through some folks, and I noticed the event. Unfortunately, when she turned, I was the one looking and the perpetrator had already slipped away.

I got targeted and a drink to the face followed, and she stormed off.

On the good side, I got serious playa-stud-cred points from my friends, it is supposedly a badge of honor or something :dubious:

Me, although I was an innocent victim.

I was in New York for the weekend at a pizza place in Brooklyn with a then-girlfriend of mine, wearing a nice, relatively new, butter-soft leather jacket. I was holding hands with the GF, and I had just leaned in to give her a smooch, and someone dumped a pitcher of beer on my head.

I turned around, instantly fighting mad, and saw this tiny girl, maybe five-foot nothing, holding the empty pitcher and smirking at me… but the minute she saw me, she got this utterly horrified look on her face and started babbling apologies.

Apparently I looked (from the back, anyway) just like her boyfriend, and even more, she had just given him a very similar leather jacket, and apparently they both came to that restaurant a lot. So she walked in and saw her boyfriend holding hands and kissing another girl and got furious.

Extended apologies ensued, and halfway through our meal she came over to our table again with two friends to verify her story that from the back I looked just like her boyfriend. She offered to pay for cleaning the jacket, but I turned her down, which was unfortunate, because when we got back home Sunday evening the dry cleaners was closed, and on Monday evening when I finally took it in, they said dubiously, “Well, we’ll do our best…” but the jacket was never the same.

21st birthday, don’t order The Blue Wave from a bartender that knows what it is.

I was having some drinks with friends from work and one of the girls that was with us had a few too many Absolut martinis. She was kind of a known drama queen, and she got into an argument with some guy she was flirting with at the bar, and attempted to throw a drink in his face.

Except it was empty. And she was too drunk to realize it. She did this…thrusting motion with her glass towards his face, and nothing came out. Then she did it again. And again. By the expression on her face, she was apparently having some difficulty figuring out how her drink could’ve disappeared.

The guy was a class act though. Everyone started laughing when he said, “Can I buy you another drink?”

Old boss of mine did that once. He was kind of a jerk.

dang… At first glance, I thought the thread was ‘Ever have a dick thrown in your face?’, a situation I do in fact have a story for.

No one – but no one – posts something like that and gets away with not telling the story.

My ex-GF once threw a drink in my face. Except replace “my” with “a belligerent truck driver’s”, “threw” with “dumped”, “face” with “head”, and “drink” with “banana split.” Thus ended the only retail job she ever held.

I got a drink dumped on me by a customer once. I gave her what she ordered instead of what she wanted. I had the nerve to ask her to pay for it. I closed my bar and cleaned the stickyness off me the best I could, then went back to work. She was thrown out.

I had a glass of sprite thrown in my face once. I didn’t deserve it.

Nope, although I DID get hit in the head with a bottle o’ beer once. Unlike Hollywood, the bottle didn’t break; it just made a loud “BOK!” sound and almost knocked my cock in my watch pocket.

Once, in the line of duty.
While in college. I was out at a bar with my best buddy and his GF. Not sure exactly what I said, but I was giving his GF a hard time, as I thought she was a bitch and not worth my buddy’s attention. She tossed a beer in my face and stormed out. He stayed, we kept drinking, and he was later best man at my wedding.

I had a beer thrown in my face at a party once. Unfortunately, it was still in the can, so it hurt a little more than I expected it to.

Not yet.

But it is a goal of mine before lifes end.

Sadly, no. I’ve seen my share of parties and bars and certainly have witnessed some stellar emotional displays in them but dedgummit, no tossed drinks. Now I’m questioning if all that time invested in them was really worth it after all.

One college buddy got another’s drink in his face. Fortunately, there was no malice involved. Unfortunately, said beverage had been consumed hours earlier.

I have a friend you should meet. I once took a drink (well, water) to the face to accommodate him. We were sitting in the kitchen having a friendly conversation when my buddy confessed to a strong urge to do so. He wasn’t angry with me, he just pictured it in his mind and thought it would be fun. Well, it was a warm evening and I had no plans, so I laid my glasses on the table, stepped out on the back porch and knocked on the door, pretending I had just dropped by to say hello. Without my eyeglasses I didn’t see it coming, so the event was every bit as shocking as if it were spontaneous. The friend whooped and cheered, so apparently it was good for him, too.

BTW, the friend was (and still is) about twenty years younger than I. When I told this story to my sister, she opined that it’s probably a good thing I never had children of my own. What does she mean by that?