My Least Favorite People

When you travel, you inevitably have to deal with a few drunk people. I'm talking about the ones who can't handle their alcohol intake. They're loud and annoying, and sometimes they get sick. If they're in your party, you have to deal with them. If you're like me, you just kick back and enjoy the show.

My favorite place to let my hair down is Las Vegas, but drunks are everywhere there. I just want to enjoy myself without being barfed on, and I often travel solo because none of my friends are into budget travel adventures the way I am.

One time, I was in a nightclub in Las Vegas and saw a group of young women dressed in the same outfit. I thought it was weird, but they were hot, so I decided to try my luck. I approached one of them and asked if I could buy her a drink. She was startled at first, but then she said yes. We talked and she ordered drink after drink. She went from sober and unaware to drunk and basically begging me to take her back to my room. I was okay with it, of course, because she was hot. We decided to leave the club and go back to my room. On the way out, she threw up and her friends came over and got her. They ended up leaving with her because, as they put it, they were "rescuing her."

That's one reason why I hate drunks. I no longer buy girls alcohol to talk to them, and I kind of hate the club scene anyways. Maybe you'll have better luck, or maybe you'll hit the jackpot. It does happen.