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Bathroom Stall Passout
Posted:02/26/2001
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I never went to college but I worked in a college bar and saw my fair share of crazy college shit. One night an especially drunk lady came into the bar and, after a couple more drinks, she went into the ladies room. A half an hour or so later, two guys, that seemed to be with her, asked me if they could go into the ladies room to see if she was OK. I said that I would check on her, instead, so as not to subject the other women in the bathroom to dealing with guys while they were taking care of their personal business. Little did I know what I was about to find...
I got into the bathroom and found her passed out on the floor. The door to her stall was closed, but I could see her legs sticking out from below. So I knocked really loud to try to get her attention, but she didn't even move. What’s a girl to do? I seriously doubt I could have moved her myself.
So I got the doorman to drag her fat ass out the door. That’s when I saw first-hand how drunk she really was. This woman had pissed and shat all over herself! Her two “friends” carried her out, stains and all, and I thanked the lord that I didn’t have to touch her.
What was the most bizarre twist to the story I found out a few days later when that same lady came into the bar and told me that she didn’t even know those men that took her back to her place that night.
I got into the bathroom and found her passed out on the floor. The door to her stall was closed, but I could see her legs sticking out from below. So I knocked really loud to try to get her attention, but she didn't even move. What’s a girl to do? I seriously doubt I could have moved her myself.
So I got the doorman to drag her fat ass out the door. That’s when I saw first-hand how drunk she really was. This woman had pissed and shat all over herself! Her two “friends” carried her out, stains and all, and I thanked the lord that I didn’t have to touch her.
What was the most bizarre twist to the story I found out a few days later when that same lady came into the bar and told me that she didn’t even know those men that took her back to her place that night.
- Westfield State College
Editors Note:
What a shock: someone making a mess of themselves in a bar bathroom.
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