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WAKING UP INSIDE BARSTales of My Worst Hangovers

When I got conscious, I found myself inside bars.

Police Officer: Do you remember what happened yesterday?

Me: Honestly, not at all.

Police Officer: Well, at 2:XXAM, near XX Station

(it was very precise),

you kicked the side mirror of Mr. XX and wrecked it.

Me: Oh. My apologies.

Police Officer: Mr. XX will arrive in a moment.

Stay in your cell until I call you.

…So, apparently, I’ve kicked a car that was passing by,

and wrecked its side mirror.

Then I went back to my cell,

where I found a cellmate.

He was slim, and seemed like a nice person.

Me: What did you do to get in here?

Cellmate: I tried to get buy drugs for the first time.

It turns out that the drug dealer was being tailed,

and I was caught along with him.

So I never abused drugs in my life and I’ve been here for 2 whole weeks.

Me: Two weeks!!!

Just as I was thinking I should inform my wife,

Mr. XX had arrived.

I humbly begged for his pardon.

Then, he showed me the 900 dollar bill.

Fortunately, I had 1300 dollar in my wallet,

so I paid the bill on the scene.

Then, I called my wife from the cellphone

that apparently had been taken away from me in the arrest.

They told me now that the compromise has been made,

and because I had a judicial guarantee,

I was free to go.

It felt like my wife was an angel

when she came to pick me up. To think about it,

that was a pretty expensive side mirror.

(56-year-old male Kanagawa Japan IT)



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