Drinkers Beware

Monday night started out like every other Monday night at the club. Slow, too many girls, cold as fuck, no where else I'd rather be!

Around 12:30-after maybe 4 shots, I guess I started to feel unwell and wandered into the dressing room. Then I proceeded to vomit in the trashcan and pass out on the floor. In addition to calling and texting some people (looking at my phone records most of the numbers I attempted to dial didn't even exist). Someone came and picked me up (off the floor and from work) and I woke up 4 or 5 hours later to throw up again. I remember very little.

At first I assumed I had just drank too much, but after some deliberation I've decided I was probably slipped some GHB (you know, affectionately known as date rape drug) some time during the night. There's no way I would react like that to only 4 shots (over a 3 hour period). I went from fairly sober to vomitting and passing out in a matter of minutes. It happens more often than it should at these sorts of establishments (and regular clubs as well) and I've heard many stories from girls about being drugged at work.

I going to go ahead and assume that the 'doctor of internal medicine' may have been the culprit. Creepy old prick who left pretty suddenly with plenty of cash in hand. I also (stupidly) let him order me a shot while I was in the bathroom.

If anyone actually reads this-remember-NEVER leave a drink unattended in the presence of strangers (or even creepster friends). I don't even understand the mentality of someone drugging a stripper at the club. It's not like you can molest me out on the floor with dozens of people and big strong bouncers lounging around. So be careful everyone-GHB isn't as fun as you may think!