Enough with the Tequila

I had my training for the SO today. We were covering more criminal law stuff. The class has been going along swimmingly. A lot of it is stuff I knew at one time so I am not learning anything new, but it has been more than a decade since I studied it. So in someways I am learning it like it was new.

After class I went home and BKoe was getting ready to head to the Zuu. Kevin and Peter were already up there. I first ordered a pop. I got a pitcher of pop and a straw was put in it for me. So I just drank from there. Later on BKoe was saying that he drove so I could drink if I wanted. I had no plans on doing so, but then it happened. I ordered a tequila. Not just one, I ordered three.

I drank them down, shooting them one after another. A girl next to me looked on in amazement as I downed the final one without making a single facial expression. I went back to the table and told them I just had three tequilas. They did not believe so I was challenged to do it again. I went to the bar with Peter and got three more tequilas. I downed those just like the first ones.

Peter and I sang a song that I picked out from the book. We ended up doing One-Million Dollars by the Barenaked Ladies. Following that I got three more tequilas. I downed those are the bar. I quickly ordered three more. I took those back to the table. I did those in front of everyone. I had two-and-a-half beers as a chaser. I was gone, very gone. As I was walking out of the bar the bartender made sure I had a ride home. I did.

I went to the parking lot where BKoe car was. I was having a bit of a hard time standing up straight. I think it was hitting him pretty hard. BKoe gave me a ride home, but I really don't remember much of the ride home.