Drinking with some buddies, we saw an older lady who had way too much. She was alone. When they started to close up, she was resting her head on her arm, asleep on the bar. My friends left, I stayed behind to help her. The bartender tried waking her up, eventually slapping his hand repeatedly on the bar; she moved but didn’t get up. I came up and put my hand on her back, said something to her, and she lifted her head. She seemed so grateful. I helped her out of the bar, to a hotel across the street. They weren’t booking any rooms, but they were willing to let her sleep in a chair in the lobby.
I have a chili’s memory!
Drinking with some buddies, we saw an older lady who had way too much. She was alone. When they started to close up, she was resting her head on her arm, asleep on the bar. My friends left, I stayed behind to help her. The bartender tried waking her up, eventually slapping his hand repeatedly on the bar; she moved but didn’t get up. I came up and put my hand on her back, said something to her, and she lifted her head. She seemed so grateful. I helped her out of the bar, to a hotel across the street. They weren’t booking any rooms, but they were willing to let her sleep in a chair in the lobby.
Would it be immoral to put this lady on one of those bellhop luggage carts and take her drunk ass around town to see the sights?
Edit: in my vision, there’s upbeat montage music playing in the background
Fuck it, force some shrooms down her throat and hold cocaine up every time she breathes in. Time of her life she won’t remember.
Welcome to my dojo
Upvote this person.
And the hotel staff