Costly mistake
Costly mistakeCostly Mistake
The day started early around 3:00p.m, filled with beer and talk of what to do in the evening to come. Three of my best friends and I racked our brains, coming up with very little our minds not working one hundred percent because of all the booze. After many hours, we finally came up with the idea of going to the glow and bowl at the bowling ally right up the road from Matt"s house.
We proceeded to round up as many people as we could to join in our evenings plan and continued to drink very heavily. Once more people arrived we started to play cards and talk about the hard week of work, glad to have finally gotten to the weekend. No one in the room seemed to have a care in the world at that point in time, everything was laid back no pressures of the real world, no thought of work or school. The night had started to early I was feeling the effects of the alcohol coming over me like a sickness. Still I proceeded to push the limits to prove something meaningless and dumb. We had many hours before the nights events started. I remember thinking to myself that I was going to be in trouble If I didn't slow down on the liquid courage, a feeling that I was very accustomed to, but something wasn't right to night I felt a foreign feeling that I quickly dismissed and chased with another drink.
Finally 10:30p.m. rolled around, A little over seven hours since we had started drinking. Like drunken fools we wandered out the door of the house and figured out the driving situation to the bowling ally. I didn't volunteer, refusing to drive knowing that it would only cause trouble for all of us. Matt said he would drive my car. Being one of the most responsible of all of us, I didn't have a second thought about it and threw him the keys. Matt, Todd, Dustin and I all piled into my car letting everyone else figure out there own ride situation. On the way to the bowling ally the ride seemed to be smooth, the twelve beers that our driver had didn't seem to have affected him at all. I thought to myself, I could have drove this short distance. That was my first mistake of the evening, a thought that would come back to haunt me.
Once we all arrived at the bowling ally we charged in heading straight to the bar, ordering drinks like it had been days since we had one. We had reserved two lanes so that everyone could bowl at once with out having to wait. It was about 12:30 p.m. when I looked up at the clock again barely able to raise my head, by this point thinking to myself that I had better get home soon or I might just pass out right there in the bowling ally. Matt my...
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