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There are lots of stereotypes about certain people drinking too much. So I was just wondering... Which do you perceive drinks more? A Wyomingite cowboy or an Irishman? I happen to live in Wyoming, so I'm tempted to vote cowboy... but I've also never seen a drunken person. Weird, living in Wyoming, and never seeing drunk people. So that makes me think the Irish would drink more. But I don't know any Irish people at all.
Then again, a drunk guy was in my house one time. It was prom night actually. I was gone with my date (having a progressive dinner then straight to the dance), so I wasn't home when the drunk guy came in. But apparently he came in the front door and saw my little sister watching TV in the living room. It's about 9:30 at night, so he says, "What're you still doing up?" She thought he was one of my prom buddies, so she didn't think anything of it.
He wandered through the house a little more, went downstairs--my dad heard him--then came back up. My parents came out to check on the sounds he was hearing, and the drunk guy told them he was looking for the way out. My mom, being the kind person she is, led him out the front door, then locked it behind him. My dad had gone downstairs to see if there were any other drunks down there--as we have a door to the outside through his shop--and my mom saw a face in the darkened kitchen (the hall light was on). She screamed, my sister screamed, my mom screamed again, and my dad was on the guy. Grabbed him by the collar and arm and marched him to the front porch. He calls out, "Are there any cops over there?" He hears a, "What?" "Are there any officers over there? I have a drunken bum for ya!" The police came and exclaimed, "You're the guy we've been looking for!"
Now, there had been officers at the house next door for a while now. Someone had fallen down and busted his skull, so they called 911 and got the ambulance and some police. There were several cars parked at this guy's house, so the police went up to the door and knocked. "Who's all here?" "Oh, it's just me and my roommate, officers." "Right. There are seven other cars here. Let us in." So they went in. Guess what they found? Loads of people, booze in every room, three girls: one 18, one 16, and one 13. The 13 and 16 year olds were hammered, but 18 was clean. So they got everybody rounded up, and an officer had two guys by his car. "Now, I'm gonna turn around for a minute. Don't go anywhere." He turns to put his clipboard down, turns back around, one of the guys is gone. "Where'd he go?" The other guy just shrugged.
That guy had come into my house. So they got him back. They checked his blood alcohol level three hours later... 1.8. The legal limit is .06, I believe. This kid's 16 years old. So he went to the county seat for trial, pled guilty to all charges--underage drinking, unlawful entry, and impeding law enforcement--and was locked up for 6 months. This encounter made my parents realize that we need to lock up our house better... So we got all new locks for all the doors. Now we're in a safe home. smile
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