Half-naked passed-out women in bars

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I really have to figure how to turn my mom switch off.

I go to a bar tonight for a farewell party for my boss at my Little Job, and there are a lot of really loud, really drunk people there when we arrive. One girl in particular is falling over, stumbling, and being caught by the guys she’s with. But it’s hard to tell just how bad off she is…I figure some of it is an act to get these guys to hold on to her.

We go to a more secluded part of the bar to order food, and just before our food arrives, Tipsy Chick stumbles into our table and is caught by two guys…they stand her back up and one talks to her by the windows…then she’s down on her knees, and they stand her back up…this goes on for 10 minutes, and then she heads off to the bathroom.

So I watch, and wait, and one guy is just kinda hanging around, but doesn’t seem concerned about how long she’s taking…but I’m starting to worry. So I get up, head to the bathroom, which has three stalls, all full, and a waitress by the sink combing her hair. Two of the girls in the stalls are chatting away, and I see Tipsy Chicks purse laying on the floor of her stall, mostly out of the stall, very unsafe. I peek throught the crack, see that it’s her by the blouse, and realize she’s not upright.

I knock on the door and call to her, but she doesn’t move, so I alert the waitress that this girl has passed out…she runs for help, and I unlock the door with a coin and open the door. She sitting on the potty, pants and thong pulled down, with her head between her knees. I shake her a little, and she comes to as the waitress comes back with help, and they start to help her get her pants pulled up, but not before I get to see more of her than I had planned on seeing. They get her dressed and carry her out while I do what I needed to do, and I don’t see what happens to her or where she goes.

And then I realize that the staff of this bar is used to this…they have a whole routine down for getting drunk patrons off the pot and dressed. Thankfully she hadn’t barfed, but still…was it in the jpb description that you’d be expected to see your customers’ private bits while helping them pull their pants back on? And why was I compelled to go check up on her, when I had no idea who she was? When did I decide I was responsible for the whole world?
But now I know what a "landing strip " looks like…

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in WHAT establishment did this occur?

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I think you did the right thing, kittenblue. It’s a real shame the woman didn’t have any friends to look after her. Most of my female friends “team up” when they’re drinking to avert sad incidents like this one.

GrizzRich, having been around a few pubs in my years, I can assure this kinda happens EVERYWHERE – from 5 star hotels to restaurants to suburban bars. Some people drink too much. They pass out on the potty. Simple as that.

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We were at the Winking Lizard downtown, GrizzRich.

I tipped our waitress more than I’d planned after I realized her duties extended far beyond serving food and drinks.

And yes, I don’t get out much.

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You did the right thing kittenblue.

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as i was reading this i wondered if there wasn’t more than drunkeness involved.

you hear about the “date rape” drugs and the effects that they have. i’m wondering if is is possible drugs in her drinks could have been involved.

kittenblue, you were right to have gotten involved. thank you for helping this woman out.

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Why did you feel compelld to check up on her? Out of concern for another human being. It’s a good thing. I’m always shocked and saddened by stories of bad things happening to people because nobody else cared enough to intervene, or didn’t want to get involved.

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You did the right thing, kittenblue. More people should get involved when something like this happens. Who knows, the woman may have needed medical attention, and could have been sitting there for hours if you hadn’t helped.

Once at a nightclub, a staff memeber and I discovered a passed-out girl on the potty. She had to be dragged out from under the stall door, the door itself being locked. She was coming around as soon as she was brought out into the main bathroom area. I don’t know what happened to her after that, I believe her friends took her home.

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I can’t speak for society in general kittenblue, but you have my heartfelt thanks. What I wonder was how long the woman was in that condition and still able to get drinks from the bar.

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Or get drinks from the men around her?

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I wonder, and I mean this honestly, not judgmentally, why anyone would want to get that drunk. I never understood or felt the compulsion to get completely wasted that way - especially in public, when anything could happen to them. The lack of self-concern really worries me, especially in young women who are terribly vulnerable when they allow themselves to get into that condition. I’d really love to understand it.

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I really dont think anyone wants to get that drunk. Lots of people want to get very drunk (one or two steps down from passing out on the toilet). It can be a lot of fun. The problem is, once you get very drunk, your judgement is shot to shit. Should I have another drink or two? The sober person looking on knows that one more will put them over the edge, but being in that position you really arent thinking straight and another drink sounds fantastic. Speaking for myself (as one who has passed out on many a toilet), once you are at that point, you arent really enjoying it.

Hindsight, 20/20, blah blah…

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If there’s something I find repulsive is a drunk person. Best way of never hearing from me again.

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That is really really sad :frowning:

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I’m with sailor on drunks being repulsive.

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That sort of thing sometimes results from the feeling that it would be impolite to refuse a drink someone else bought for you. Here’s a good rule: NEVER announce in a bar that it’s your birthday. Unless you really want to get laid by a stranger, never announce in a bar that you just got divorced or broke up with your sweetie. Furthermore, many bars will save bought drinks for another night. If a customer asks a waitron for help getting a taxi, they’d rather help you than pick up your limp form two drinks later.

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I think it’s most likely that the girl was simply shitfaced. “Date rape drug” incidents are a lot less common than just getting too wasted to stay conscious.

I’m not saying drugs couldn’t have been slipped her, but I’ve seen WAY too many people this fucked up without any more help than they got from the Bud Light tap.

Whether drugged or just drunk, you did your good deed for the day (heck, the whole week) kitten

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Well, I would think that if she was sitting on the toilet she would be naked down there, ya know?

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Huh?

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Lemme 75th the “you did the right thing” comment. You apparently care about humanity in general; you were concerned about her well-being, so you acted.

As for the question of why people get that intoxicated; I suspect that a major cause is, as mouthbreather pointed out, that once you’re pretty well hammered, getting entirely hammered doesn’t seem like such a big deal.

Last fall I went out with a friend & had quite a few drinks (five maybe), got shitfaced, then decided I should probably quit. He was intoxicated as well, although not as drunk as I. His judgement was, it’s safe to say, impaired.

Due to a lack of good judgement, he encouraged me to have one last drink with him. Even though I’m generally self-controlled & knew in the back of my mind that I’d had enough, it didn’t take much to convince me to sip at one last drink. And yes, he bought.

As we were getting in the cab, my knees buckled - it took all my strength to get my ass on the seat. Only then did it start to hit me how drunk I was. It finished hitting me when I got sick at 5AM - it was ugly.

I learned from the experience:

  1. If you start to get that “Maybe I should stop” feeling, STOP!

  2. Go out with friends who you know you can trust to encourage you to take a break, or who can at least help you if you do pass out. I love this friend of mine, but I now know that I must keep hold of my senses when we go out drinking, 'cause he’s not the best in that category.