Arrest Story
by Drink Philly in Your Story
Preparing for a pledge activity with my fraternity, I decided to get drunk to the point where I was "that guy." Everyone knows "that guy." He is the guy at a get together or party that is so intoxicated that it's hilarious. Sometimes, however, while attempting to become “that guy" things go wrong and stories created. THIS was one of those times.
Starting at 7:30pm by myself, in my house, I decide to purchase a 12 pack of beer and drink it before I have to meet with my chapter at another house at 9pm. Through chugging, shot gunning, and plain old drinking, I get the 12 pack down to 1 by the time I need to walk to the house where the pledge activity was located. I show up having finished my last beer of the 12 pack on the walk over at 9 pm on the dot.
At the time, only the residents of the house are present. One of the members of the house convinces me, in my already drunken state, to go with him to a bar at which my friend was celebrating his 21st birthday. At this time I get my second wind, so to speak, and pump myself up to do birthday shots. Upon arrival at the bar, I immediately buy a round of Tequila for all fraternity brothers present, then a second, third....all in all I buy 7 shots of tequila. Thankfully, for my wallets sake, only myself and the birthday boy do the last 3. After these shots I experienced what is known as a "black out."
Thankfully…I wake up in my house, but something is wrong. People are yelling. I stand up to walk to MY kitchen....where the yelling is coming from. On my way I see MY dining room table…but wait, I do not have a dining room table in my house. It is at this time I begin to listen to what the people are saying…"WHO ARE YOU?!" and "WHY ARE YOU IN OUR HOUSE?!" I realize that I am not in my house, and begin to apologize for being in this family’s home and walk towards the front door. I am grabbed and thrown onto the couch. The young man yells at me and screams, "Where the f*** do you think you’re going? We called the cops."
I am baffled. All I had been doing was sleeping. I stand up and apologize again and move to walk out when the dad punches me and throws me back down. After this, I decide I had better wait for the cops. I pass out during the wait, wake up when the cops arrive, and end up arrested and charged with "Defiant Trespass." The next morning I wake up in my bed with my clothes on, with no recollection of this ever occurring until I see the citation laying next to me. It reads:
At 11:15pm (My Name) walked into (address of house) where he did not live, took his pants off and sat on the couch.
I laughed after reading this. Not only did I take my pants off in some random persons house, but the house was only 3 houses away from my own!
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