No Matter What, Do NOT Leave Your Drink
Last Thursday, I was hanging at my local hang out...the one I've been to so many times before. Hanging out at the end of the bar, I was CLEARLY alone for anyone watching. One of the bartenders had her 23rd birthday and it was hilarious watching her chased out of the club by yet another Bartender. They both came back in with flour all over them and cake smeared in their hair.
Knowing that I had a long drive, I made sure that I drank FIVE waters that
night along with the alcohol. I made the CRITICAL mistake of asking the
Keepers to watch my drink when I went to the bathroom twice. At 9:00 p.m.,
I left and went to my car which was parked at an Office Retailer next door.
As I got into the car, I started feeling "funny" so I decided
to crank the seat back and wait it out. Six and one-half hours later (3:30
a.m.), I woke up in a pool of something I will not mention. I drove to my
office just one mile away and looked in the mirror. I had a bruise below
my left eye, my left hand was all cut up and bruised, I could feel a bruise
on my left hip. I cleaned myself up, drove home and wrote an email to my
boss explaining that I might be a bit late the next day.
Subsequently, I discovered yet another bruise on my left elbow, pain in
my right shoulder, a tender spot in my right palm heel and a bruise on my
right knee. I have ZERO memory of ANY of this or how all these injuries
got there. At lunch on Friday, I searched the parking lot and found broken
tempered glass near where I had parked. I checked with the Club people and
the Retailer and no one saw anything unusual and they confirmed that I did
NOT try to come back into the Club.
So, since I am NOT prone to blackouts while drinking any amount of Alcohol and I noticed a couple of strange guys eyeballing me that night, I can only conclude that while away from my drinks, I was dosed with Rohypnol. This is one of the "date rape" drugs that makes you lose muscle control. My other conclusion is that with all the martial arts training I had years ago, even in an altered state, I believe I kicked the shit out of someone trying to bother me that night. My injuries, including what looks like a cigarette burn on my left hand, point to the following techniques being executed.
Oh wait...I think he or she hit me first just under my left eye. This tends to really PISS ME OFF. So then: back fist right into the cigarette stuck in the mouth, left jab, right handed palm heel to the chin, grabbing of the hair and a right knee to the face. I then, apparently, (with said person beat to shit), crawled back into my car and passed out. LOVELY.
I must say, it is TOTALLY unnerving to remember NOTHING. I really wish that Retailer had cameras on the parking lot. If I was going to kick ass in style, I'd really like to SEE it on film.
PEOPLE....NEVER....EVER....LEAVE YOUR DRINK UNATTENDED....EVEN FOR JUST ONE MOMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Signing Off,
The Banged Up and Hoping I Kicked Ass
Angry Lesbian
04/11/06