Last summer I went to work at a sleep-away camp and was a counselor for 10 yr olds. Besides for taking care of the parenting needs of these 10 yr olds, myself along with the rest of the staff always partied (among other things…). Every night was very common, but the worst night I remember involved a fellow employee that was very, very drunk, way past the normal stumbling, yada yada yada.
Now we all know that an intoxicated person has a poor sense of balance, but this guy had it in his head to give a fellow female employee a ride on one of the camps bikes. No, not a Harley, a bicycle! What a bad idea.
If you could only imagine what it was like, it was hilarious. This drunk idiot giving a grown girl a bicycle ride. He probably got like three feet before both him and the girl wiped out. She was fine, but he got up and was in extreme pain. We all look at him and see that there is a bone sticking out of his hand. He must have tried to catch himself in the fall with his hands and it ended very badly.
It wasn’t really bleeding. I just remember seeing it and it was sobering to me and I wasn’t even that drunk. So, I remember people trying to take care of him without actually calling the medical staff, because then they would all get caught underage drinking and who knows what else illegal. That was pathetic. So for doctoring him up, they basically pushed it back in and bandaged his hand. The funny part to me was him laying there on the bed out of it as anyone I’d ever seen, shaking his head back and forth, saying to me, the famous words of most drunks, “I’m never going to drink again. I’m never going to drink again. Maybe just beer but never Vodka or Gin again.”
Needless to say, he was back at it two nights later.
Seems obvious enough. The story is great though.