Oh Brother...

I originally was going to make this blog about something completely different but then my little brother came in and shook things up. I was working a double on Saturday (don't be shocked) and my brother was working during the day. He came up to me at the end of his shift and asked if I wouldn't mind if he drank with the neighbors and then I could drive him home. Being the good sister that I am I obliged and told him go for it. He kept disappearing upstairs and would come down randomly for a drink or to talk to me. I was not sure if he just wanted to escape for awhile or if he wanted to make sure I was ok.

As the night went on everyone came downstairs and got lit up. He was buying shots for people and talking to everyone and just roaming around the bar. He kept coming back near me and checking in. I told him don't worry about it just have a good time. So as the night progressed even further I noticed that he was def more than drunk. I told everyone to cut him off for his protection and for my car's protection. He was a bit miffed about it and some of my fellow co-workers (ahem Dippin Cheese) continued to give him shots. I started to do my closing stuff and he came to sit by me. Now mind you I had over 2,000 dollars to count out and needed to concentrate and he kept talking my ear off. I listened and tried to interact but good lord I just wanted to get out and smoke a cig! I went back up front and cleaned out the waitress station and looked behind me to notice him down on one knee icing himself...no joke.

Apparently the Asian Situation (I am aware that I am changing his name) was walking through with an Ice and Eric decided to Ice himself. I am pretty sure this was the drink that put him over the edge. I continued cleaning and listened to him talk with everyone. he started talking shit to our very own Cowboy Casanova about how he made Eric do a bunch of bitch work. I told him to stop talking and led him out the door. This is where shit got bad....

I looked over at him and noticed that he was sweating, I am talking full on not sure what is going on sauna sweat. I asked him if he was ok and he said he was fine. I started driving down Addison and almost made it to Lincoln and he told me to pull over. I turned down someones street and he proceeded to vomit out the side of my car (door open) it was at this time that I decided to get him some food and drink. we pulled into the McDonald's parking lot and i ordered him whatever he requested. His girlfriend Kristin called around this time and he basically hung up on her cause he was that wasted. So I called her back and told her my concerns about how drunk he was and how much he had been sweating. She said he had never done that before so she wasn't sure why he was like that now. I thanked her and hung up. 10 minutes later I finally received the food and forced him to eat. He kept falling asleep and I would have to shake him to make him eat. Needless to say he barely ate anything (waste of my money) I finally got us onto the highway and not more than 2 minutes being on there he told me to pull over. At this point the thoughts that are flying through my mind are do I pull over on the side of the highway? do I pull over onto an off ramp, if he going to puke in my car? so luckily i found an off ramp and pulled onto a real sketchy street. He started heaving in my car and i told him to go out the side. luckily he made it and i didn't have to clean up puke. i let him get it all out and it took awhile. once back in the car he passed out (after wiping the drool from his lips) and i let him stay that way. I reached home and all he kept saying was don't tell mom, don't tell mom, don't tell mom. whoops sorry she may read this.

On the other part of the night my sister wanted me to roam the streets because her bf was out drunk and got kicked out of the club. I don't know when I became a Drunk Taxi service but I was super annoyed. How do you find the little Asian kid in the middle of the city? I told her not to worry he was a big boy and if he was passed out somewhere at least the cops would find him and take him somewhere. Ugh long story short it was a long night of drunkards!!