Omg. This thread. Anonymous account so I can finally confess to some of these.
The thing is I am so sensible and serious now, rarely drink, mother, responsible job. But in my early twenties I was extremely drunk and disorderly. Some of these are not that funny, but it's catharsis for me to share.
I've gone headfirst down a spiral staircase, gone to the 24 hour newsagents in the middle of the night in the depths of winter in bare feet, bra, a fur lined cardigan and big silk boxer shorts, gone home with countless random men after nights out.
One of the most drunken nights of my life was a night out in London, before flying home and straight to work the next morning. Managed to get so utterly UTTERLY wasted on wine that I have very vague memories of getting a tube and a bus to Heathrow, arriving a few hours before my flight, and promptly falling asleep on a bench in departures and sleeping extremely soundly to the point that I missed my flight and had to pay a fortune for the next one. Not funny, but embarrassing.
One night out which I can't remember the reason for, at the end of the night I was heading home alone. I went up to some police officers and pretended to be a lost visitor to the city who needed a lift home (I actually lived there). They of course told me to piss off (nicely) but someone must have overheard as I ended up getting a lift home from a random man (extremely risky behaviour!).
This is the funny/mortifying part which I've never told anyone.
He was nice and kind and I feel so bad for him but I was chatting away to him, directing him to my area, pretending to be a sober, lost, tourist who'd got separated from her family, and I fully pissed myself in the passenger seat of his car. FULLY. When we got near my house I asked him to drop me off and skipped merrily home as if nothing had happened.
I've never told anyone this before
Sorry random man! You tried to do a drunk person a favour and ended up having to deal with THAT. No idea why I always pretend to be sober when blind drunk.
A work do with board members in attendance. There was a huge amount of alcohol and I got PLASTERED, like loud and aggressive. I waltzed in to the room with the alcohol, and in front of the board members blatantly took a bottle of gin for myself and waltzed out. I then left with a colleague, dragged them to a really fancy restaurant where I ordered tonnes and insisted on paying (I was skint!). On leaving the restaurant I dropped the full bottle of gin on the pavement where it exploded and I walked off as if nothing had happened.
I was moved to a different work location a few weeks later, on promotion, I assume to get rid of me!
Got hideously drunk at a very important networking event and ended up going home with a senior official (married) - his family were away. I was too drunk to be fully coherent so this night makes no sense to me, but after having drinks and dancing in his house, I was extremely rude to him and said I'd much rather be spending time with my boyfriend, and then had a conversation about porn that was so embarrassing, the memory of it brought me out in a cold sweat for years afterwards. He then dropped me home and came upstairs to my flat. I said I was going to bed and he crashed on the sofa. After about five mins I staggered out of my room and fully threw a grotty duvet at him so that he wouldn't be cold.
I then fell asleep and thank god in the morning he was gone.