Sunday, March 25, 2007
I met a blind date at a winery who I had only spoken with a few times on the phone. I knew she wasn't "the one" upon first seeing her but decided to hang out and drink a little, just to be nice. After 3 glasses of wine she started cussing like a sailor, being REALLY loud, and then she got up to go to the restroom. That was the last I saw of her on her own two feet. She got sick in the restroom and passed out cold on the toilet. Long story short, all I had was her cell # and couldn't call anyone for her so she got a ride to the hospital by an ambulance. Unfortunately, this is a true story.
Posted by bullwinkle at 6:45 AM