Sunday, August 30, 2009

You're Drunk. I wish you were sober. This clearly isn't going to work.

So I was home at night. Funnily enough, because I have a pink bracelet, and not an underage one, I was halfway through the door in regards to bars, pubs, and clubs. However, I was missing an ID, and I couldn't get any from the asian ppl I knew so........ yeah. I was pigging out on corn flakes in chocolate soy milk that one Science Frosh evening when there was a knock on my door. I was like, "Oh, D's home."
I go open the door, and it WAS D, with Steve. More importantly, in front of them was this tall asian guy I've never met before, and he leans in and goes like, "HEY!" and says something about knowing me. I was like.. I don't know you! Wth.......... and then he comes in and he seems all happy to see me and he prompts a high-five, which I gave, and then proceeds to hug me! I hug him, that's nice, but really, who the hell is this guy? And then I get it: he's freaking drunk.
D and Steve are looking at me from behind me with these exasperated "oh god" faces while this intruder starts rambling about random stuff like, "Do you have cereal? I love cereal" and he goes and opens the kitchen cupboards and he goes "Can I have some? I love cereal" and I'm like, no, and he goes over to my lappy on the kitchen table and I'm like "Don't touch that" go away etc. etc. and basically he was a really talkative, touchy, drunk going towards annoying. We ended up in a few apartments in Solin, and us 3 were really just so tired and wth at this guy-- I was like, "Where the hell did you pick him up, off the street?" and they're like, "He's from Sherbrooke (the newest McGill hotel rez). He was cool before, but now that he's drunk he's just getting real annoying." ugh. Finally, we get rid of him and you know, send him on the way to the Metro so he can get back to his rez, and finally he does so, but not before giving all of us a goodbye hug.

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