Dui/fired/dumped/jail
Well I am no longer drinking you'd be very proud to know I went to see my friends band the veil between play and I sipped on dr pepper, even when offered a drink. So what made me give up booz you ask...
Last wed night I got off work and went to my roommates work to have a couple drinks. She's the bartender there so she poored me big cups of vodka, the last thing I remember was drinking two big cups of vodka with a splash of redbull.
So I start coming to around 3am in the morning...
When I look around I still feel drunk and dizzy, I was alone with no shoes, blood on my shirt, on cold stone floor, locked up in solitary confinement and still in my work clothes. I frantically start trying to remember...
The only thing I can remember after the two drinks my roommate gave me was a flash of being in a cop car cuffed, then black. Then a flash of a nurse over me. Then here. I walked towards the windows of my solitary confinement confused and sad. When the female police officer walked up to me and ask me if I was going to be good now...
I shook my head yes and weeped. She let me out and booked me at 6am. I was finally relazing everything around me and asked the cop, where am I? West valley, honey. You don't remember anything? I said no. I had come to think maybe I was in a bar fight since my face was bruised, blood on my shirt and I obviously got blackout drunk at the bar.......nope! The cop tells me when the cops find me I smashed my car into a wall. So the cop asks your roommate didn't take your keys? I guess not....I was a little upset then. But it was my own fault for driving even though I don't remember.
So I get out of jail thursday at 2pm...lucky me I had thursday off right.....wrong!
I go to work friday at wells fargo, I was a personal banker there...and the investigater is in my boss's office. I was like wow, knowing my luck I bet she's here for me.....christi come up stairs with me. So I go up and I have some bad blood between my grama aunt and uncle because my grampa who has lived with me for the past year had a mild stroke and he had to have 24 7 care and I had to work so my aunt and uncle took him just until he got better. Well it turns out they wanted all of my grampas money...there home was for closing, so I called them out on it and I guess they got mad haven't talked since. So they go and close all there wells fargo accts out in one day my little cousins acct, my grampas, and my gramas. This through up red flags so wells fargo called and asked why were all the accts closed? My uncle who's not even a customer said I didn't have authorization to open the accts, so I was fired.
So my roomie picks me up and I go home. My bf comes over later and says to me you rally don't remember anything that night do u? I told him the last thing I remember was talking to jess and this guy at the bar. He said that his friend was at the bar and told him I was all over the guy. So my bf dumped me.
So what's the lesson here don't drink and drive and don't let your friends drink and drive. I am lucky I didn't hurt someone or myself.... otherwise I could be going to prison for a very long time...not only that but living with the fact you hurt or killed someone.
I am thankful that I left the wild crazy me dead aginst that wall and I am determined to leave her there. I was not a good person when I drank, and I feel I have a second chance now to start over!
I know this is a really not the thing to share with people, but I hope maybe someone can learn and not have to go through what I went, I am just happy to be alive again....because I really haven't been for a long time.
XXX
Foxine
Well I am no longer drinking you'd be very proud to know I went to see my friends band the veil between play and I sipped on dr pepper, even when offered a drink. So what made me give up booz you ask...
Last wed night I got off work and went to my roommates work to have a couple drinks. She's the bartender there so she poored me big cups of vodka, the last thing I remember was drinking two big cups of vodka with a splash of redbull.
So I start coming to around 3am in the morning...
When I look around I still feel drunk and dizzy, I was alone with no shoes, blood on my shirt, on cold stone floor, locked up in solitary confinement and still in my work clothes. I frantically start trying to remember...
The only thing I can remember after the two drinks my roommate gave me was a flash of being in a cop car cuffed, then black. Then a flash of a nurse over me. Then here. I walked towards the windows of my solitary confinement confused and sad. When the female police officer walked up to me and ask me if I was going to be good now...
I shook my head yes and weeped. She let me out and booked me at 6am. I was finally relazing everything around me and asked the cop, where am I? West valley, honey. You don't remember anything? I said no. I had come to think maybe I was in a bar fight since my face was bruised, blood on my shirt and I obviously got blackout drunk at the bar.......nope! The cop tells me when the cops find me I smashed my car into a wall. So the cop asks your roommate didn't take your keys? I guess not....I was a little upset then. But it was my own fault for driving even though I don't remember.
So I get out of jail thursday at 2pm...lucky me I had thursday off right.....wrong!
I go to work friday at wells fargo, I was a personal banker there...and the investigater is in my boss's office. I was like wow, knowing my luck I bet she's here for me.....christi come up stairs with me. So I go up and I have some bad blood between my grama aunt and uncle because my grampa who has lived with me for the past year had a mild stroke and he had to have 24 7 care and I had to work so my aunt and uncle took him just until he got better. Well it turns out they wanted all of my grampas money...there home was for closing, so I called them out on it and I guess they got mad haven't talked since. So they go and close all there wells fargo accts out in one day my little cousins acct, my grampas, and my gramas. This through up red flags so wells fargo called and asked why were all the accts closed? My uncle who's not even a customer said I didn't have authorization to open the accts, so I was fired.
So my roomie picks me up and I go home. My bf comes over later and says to me you rally don't remember anything that night do u? I told him the last thing I remember was talking to jess and this guy at the bar. He said that his friend was at the bar and told him I was all over the guy. So my bf dumped me.
So what's the lesson here don't drink and drive and don't let your friends drink and drive. I am lucky I didn't hurt someone or myself.... otherwise I could be going to prison for a very long time...not only that but living with the fact you hurt or killed someone.
I am thankful that I left the wild crazy me dead aginst that wall and I am determined to leave her there. I was not a good person when I drank, and I feel I have a second chance now to start over!
I know this is a really not the thing to share with people, but I hope maybe someone can learn and not have to go through what I went, I am just happy to be alive again....because I really haven't been for a long time.
XXX
Foxine
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That was a well told story. You probably shouldn't of told that story. I suppose it's not going to hurt you and most important, you're alive which is a beautiful thing.
I'm naturally inclined to story top, it's what I do... or not. I'd be sharing my goodies if I tried to top that story. I'm not down with sharing my goodies. If I did, it would be a good'un.
Take care stranger, but for real..