THE SLOPPY DRUNK

 

Champagne glasses of colored liquids--Al Forbes

This story was written for Sunday Photo Fiction–May 22nd, 2016. Each Sunday the host, Al Forbes, provides a picture prompt. The challenge for each member of the group is to write an original story or poem with no more than 200 words and inspired by the prompt.

To read the other stories written by group members, just click on the link below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link to the other stories this week is as follows:

https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2016/05/22/ sunday-photo-fiction-may-22nd-2016/

Genre: Humor Fiction

Word Count: 200 Words

THE SLOPPY DRUNK

My head pulses to the beat of a constant drum. My eyes bulge and it hurts to open and close them. A searing pain spreads across my eyebrows. My stomach is now empty but I’ll probably never eat again. If I do, my future days will be spent bending over a toilet bowl.

What is that terrible smell? Oh no, my roommate, Meg, is heating a toasted cheese sandwich in the microwave. The sad thing is, I’ve always loved toasted cheese. No more.

“Just a little wine,” I’d said. “I hardly drink,” I’d said.

Some time later I was laid out on the floor with my friend Rick sticking a cold handkerchief in my face.

“Take me home,” I’d said. “I feel sick, dizzy,” I’d said.

Now, lying here, my mother’s words come back and make me feel worse.

“It’s bad enough to see a man who’s drunk. A drunken woman looks terrible and sloppy.” I took for granted she’d seen drunken, sloppy women first hand. With that disgraceful picture in mind, I’d vowed  never to be a drunken woman.

Someday this disgraceful episode will probably get back to her, but she’ll never hear it from me.

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21 thoughts on “THE SLOPPY DRUNK

    • Thanks, C.E. Yes, she’s feeling really bad about herself as well as sorry for herself. I’m sure she’ll cheer up in a couple of days and start eating toasted cheese again. I drank a drink that was stiff once and just fell asleep. I have, however, suffered migraine headaches which are similar I’m told to a hangover. I hope you’re hurting far less than before. I’m pleased you liked the story. 😀 — Suzanne

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    • Thanks, Ali. It may take her a while to forget that hangover. Yes, she may backslide. I’m happy you liked the story. I used occasional migraines to describe that hangover. I’ve heard it’s much the same. 😀 — Suzanne

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    • Thanks, IB. That’s fine if you never drink. I haven’t had an alcoholic drink in ages. I never drank in excess. I’ve had relatives who were alcoholics. I have had an occasional migraine and I heard it’s similar to a hangover so used that to describe one. — Suzanne

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    • Thanks, Susan. I was with my mother and boyfriend, at the time, at a family friend’s home and she gave me a stiff drink. My mom and boyfriend said I was asleep and snoring all the way home in the car. I woke up when we got home and they were laughing. That was the only time that happened. I usually only drank one or two mixed drinks. I liked Seven-Sevens (Seagrams and 7Up) because it was a sweet drink. I’ve drunk a little wine on occasion, but not much. I really haven’t drunk anything for some time now. I have occasionally had migraines and used that to describe the hangover. I’ve read the pain is similar to a bad hangover. I’m so happy you liked the story. It was supposed to be rather humorous but I don’t know if many readers thought so. 😀 — Suzanne

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      • I thought it was funny. I don’t drink at all now. Last time I drank was champaigne (?sp) at my daughter’s wedding 9 yrs ago. But when I was young I tried to keep up with my alcoholic husband before counseling and al-anon. LOL

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      • With the problems I’ve had lately with my stomach I probably wouldn’t dare drink any alcohol. It must have been difficult being married to an alcoholic. My husband never smoked and didn’t drink much alcohol but he’s bi-polar so had other problems.

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    • Thanks, Kirizar. My mother did actually tell me that one time. I really took it to heart. I never did actually get sloppy drunk as I was afraid I couldn’t handle myself. I liked to be in control of myself at all times. I didn’t always follow advice but did in that case. I’m so pleased you liked the story. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  1. Sometimes… just sometimes, a vow is kept. I had a horrible drunken experience on the 4th of July when I was 19. I swore I would never allow myself to get drunk again. I’m approaching 50 and have kept my promise. (I do drink, but I don’t allow myself to become inebriated.)

    Nicely written, Suzanne. 🙂

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    • Thanks, Chris. I never got that drunk but did fall asleep once after a stiff drink given me by a woman, a friend of my mother of all people. My mother and boyfriend were with me and thought it was hilarious. My mom said my dad became teribly ill dirinking whisky once and never touched it again. She said she’d never seen anyone that ill before. I’m so pleased you liked the story. —- Suzanne

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    • It was supposed to be somewhat amusing, Teagan. She’s carrying on in the extreme.saying she’ll never eat again. She wants sympathy. as she’s feeling sorry for herself. I never drank enough to get hung over. You must either have had a natural high tolerance or just never drank that much. My brother was an alcoholic and built up a high tolerance over the years. He lived to be over ninety. He was a fortunate person as it caused the death of one of the cousins. I’m happy you enjoyed the story. 😀 — Suzanne

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