Disgraced myself on a work night out

[ethanrayne]

Can anyone share their tales of similar drunken foolishness to make me feel better???

I can't remember most of details but according to a co worker vomiting and falling asleep in bar were involved 😳

Works bowls evening nearly 40 years ago.

Year 1. Got, along with others, absolutely rat arsed. Fairly straight laced Deputy Head won a bottle of wine. As we travelled home in minibus he was given so much grief to open it as we were thirsty. He resisted.

Following year… Said deputy drove this time in his own car with another member of staff( Dave) . (Even more strait laced.) For many a serious evening of drinking. As the evening wore on others offered Dave drinks - what he, and others, didn’t know was that several of these had a vodka added. All was well until people were leaving.

Sudden horror as we saw Dave driving Deputy Head home. Fortunately short journey home + no upset. Not a clever thing to do.

There were no more end of term bowls evenings.

Or leave the country 😂 @NoDecentHandlesLeft

We've all seen a drunk person.

I think it's more embarrassing when you're older as people think you should be past all that and know your limits but I'd just be relieved it wasn't me. I wouldn't judge anybody for getting drunk.

@IReallyLikeCrows

When I worked in the City there were so many nights out and so much outrageously drunken behaviour on my part. Vomiting, falling over, all manner of making a huge fool of myself. Generally, however, everyone else was as drunk if not drunker than me and I never came back to work after an afternoon in the pub so drunk that I could hardly walk and had to be sent home because I was an absolute disgrace. So, there is that.

This was in the late eighties/early nineties when booze was pretty much mandatory at my company and I was halfway to alcoholism when I left. These days, I'm pretty sure you'd get sacked for most of the drunken shit we got up to. Also, these days I have a drink - generally just the one - on average once a month or so. The City is not good for your health.

We'd probably recognise each other! I was in the city 1993-2003 used to go to all those nights out that underwriters would hold, I never questioned it. I just drank up. We also drank at lunch time. Glass of wine with your sandwich was normal and sure a second glass of wine with your sandwich was FAIRLY normal.

I had memory loss on a night out with colleagues while away on a work trip abroad. First and only time I've ever had that. Had no recollection of going back to my hotel room and woke up with hideous thoughts that perhaps I had passed out and had to be carried back and undressed by my two male colleagues. Apparently not though (unless they lied) they said I just walked back with them and took myself to bed.

I sat and stroked my managers thigh and made him hold my hand to walk me home… whoops.

Many, many years ago (early 90s), everyone in our office lost our jobs due to a merger with a much bigger firm. We went out to commiserate, as you do.

I got very drunk and was happily dancing away, when I stumbled and fell against the fire door. Before I knew it, I found myself outside in the backyard with the fire door closed behind me. I hammered on it, but no one heard because of the music outside.

The gate was locked, so I had to clamber onto crates of empty bottles and hoy myself over the wall, tearing my trousers in the process.

Then, back round to the front door where the bouncers didn't believe my story and wouldn't let me in at first. When I did get back in, no one had noticed I was even missing!

So, all that and didn't even make a fool of myself. What a waste!

One very weird thing I did once apparently when blind drunk in a bar was say to a friend “don’t you sometimes wish you were in Reservoir Dogs?” and then hurled a glass across the room at the wall. He tried to get me to go home but I insisted on staying on my own. I woke up in bed with a stranger I can not remember ever seeing. This is one of many scary stories. I have a lot of embarrassing work ones too, including hitting on my boss, falling over on the dance floor with my knickers on display, having bad accidents, insulting people. I got banned from the Tube after one office night out for being too drunk. I finally gave up drinking alcohol last year, thank goodness. It took me a long time to realise that I can not handle my drink. We all laughed about my escapades at the time and I have some good memories but I really was a danger to myself and I am much happier now. Hope you are feeling better now OP.

Hope you are feeling better now OP

They posted this 4 years ago, so if they aren’t, then it must be one hell on a hangover! 😂

These are tragic and cringey stories but what I love so much is the humour in which they are all being retold.

Legends… all of you for not taking yourselves - or life - too seriously!!!

I know this thread is old but I'll contribute anyway, many years ago, night out with colleagues and we all got pretty drunk, me and my manager did some very inappropriate activities in public and eventually ended up in his bed, I still hyperventilate now thinking about what CCTV controllers might have witnessed that night.

I'd like the say it was a one time mistake, but it took another colleague and two blokes from the local RAF base for me to learn not to go out drinking.

We were having a meal out at a restaurant for Xmas. I have ibs and barely eat a thing. I had something that I thought would be fine but I was so wrong. I let out the biggest fart and had to run for the toilet. Lucky ingot there in time

Many, many years ago at a social after a business conference, I had far too much to drink to the point that I didn't know what I was doing and I took my blouse off, so I was just standing there in my pencil shirt and a bra in a room with 300 men and around a dozen women. Luckily this was before camera phones. To this day I still don't fully know why I did it, apart from having some crazy notion about livening up a rather dull 3 business seminar. One of those things that you thought was a good idea at the time. I didn't really stick around to live it down as I resigned two days afterwards.

Mine is truly awful
Years ago now…
Xmas do, got so completely smashed my coworkers took me home in an AMBULANCE, there’s lots more to the story but that just sums it up.
I don’t go out much these days!

Went out on a Christmas do. I was the senior manager… in the space of 3 hours, I told a junior worker how hot he was and tweeted his nipples, stole a lectern off the premises and stashed it in the back of a colleagues mini then fell out of the back of the car in the middle of nowhere. Found myself waking up in the spare bed, fully clothed with coat still on and missing one shoe! Needless to say I bypassed work nights out after this!

I worked at a company in my twenties where they ALL would get hammered. About once a month they’d have an after work bar party. The older people left early, the younger ones closed the place down with behavior similar to yours. 🤣😂 Fun memories.

Yes. Got very drunk, shagged a narried director and had to get new job. I was very young and never again got drink at any work do

Conference, circa 1987. Main hotel was the base, my accommodation was in another nearby. Gala night, black tie at the main hotel. Following morning I arrived for my breakfast in ball gown from aforementioned gala night, wrong hotel!!! Great night though ;)

Many years ago - in my mid twenties, I went to a colleagues house and predrank before our work Christmas party. I was not a frequent drinker at the time and the cranberry vodkas I kept getting handed just tasted like juice! I had brought a bottle of red wine to drink at the Christmas party. Got to the party and managed to drop the wine bottle creating a mess of glass and red wine splattered everyone. Then had to dash to the toilet as the cranberry vodkas made a repeat appearance. Spent the next two hours cradling the porcelain throne behind a locked door. I was not passed out but in an altered state of reality and I ignored all the banging on the door asking if I was okay. I had told them I was fine but they weren't convinced so the last part of the party was other employees trying to break the door open to see if I was okay. When they opened the door, I just stood up and walked out and asked if the party was over.

I want to be friends with the person who started the riot

Work managers leaving do!
Got very drunk,
I was with some colleagues going somewhere else, lost 4 hours, to this day, dont know where i was or what i was doing

Apparently opened the car door while car was moving, to be sick and police were behind us,

Phoned in sick the next day, everyone knew why, was embarrassing, but somehow got away with it

Christmas works do 1988, whole suite to ourselves

Now I do lay the blame with the hotel for having table decorations with lit candles, all I would say is no one was injured, quite a few drinks needed to extinguish the incident and the hotel fire alarm was tested

Not me, but working in banking and we were given tickets to a thing every year (concert with private room) and our boss' boss was there (let's call him James).

So everyone was drinking and having a nice time, except the new addition to HR. She arrived to a very posh work function in leopard print short shorts (you could see half her bum) and a cropped cami too (also leopard print). Let's call her Natalie.

Natalie proceeded to take full advantage of the free bar, danced around very seductively around James, who was clearly very uncomfortable. She then grinded up against him as he tried to hold her at arms length (his mate was buckling himself laughing at the poor girl)
She then fell off her heels a couple times, spewed and spend the last part of the evening on the very comfy sofa, crying her eyes out because James didn't want to sleep with her.

She left not long after. Which I suppose is alright, because to be honest she was terrible at her job.

@StartingAgain6369

Christmas works do 1988, whole suite to ourselves

Now I do lay the blame with the hotel for having table decorations with lit candles, all I would say is no one was injured, quite a few drinks needed to extinguish the incident and the hotel fire alarm was tested

Brilliant

Two colleagues where I used to work (Fleet St ) found their behaviour hit the pages of Private Eye, in its 'Street of Shame' column which was given over to, ahem, journalistic impropriety and the like.
After a works party in the local hostelry they returned, well refreshed (in Private Eye speak) to a seemingly empty newsroom and proceeded to snort cocaine off the news editor's desk before shagging on it.
The newsroom is never empty which they would have known. But they either forgot or were too drunk to care.
All duly witnessed and then leaked to the Eye. It was the eighties, of course. and the two journos involved were not exactly popular