Good deeds for a fellow single girl

Last night I walked down the street to a local hangout with some friends. It started out just a relaxed evening at the bar. A few people who had been away for the holidays are home now so we all caught up.

Just after arriving, I saw a couple of my new friends out on a girls night. They were both absolutely smashed, and were still doing shots. One of the girls had recently split up with her boyfriend. She's petite and had reached the point where she gripped the side of a table and rocked back and forth sort of like when you're on boat in rough waters. Her tall friend walked her home safely and came back.

She drank more. The extra several inches she had on our petite friend's height didn't buy more than maybe half an hour of sobriety. So I pulled in a guy friend and we both recommended she stay with her friend or me rather than making the half-hour drive home. We tried to take her keys but she slurred over and over, "I'm fine," and wouldn't hand them over.

I went back to my friends and kept one eye on her until she hunched over at the bar with her face almost in our friend's lap. He cradled her head until she threw up at least two cups of liquid all over the floor - and his shoes. I haven't seen that done since college. He walked her into the ladies' room where she threw up more. That's a true friend.

The whole bar stared. The bouncers went for the mop. We went for her keys and purse then discussed who was going to take her for the night. I had offered already but was having second thoughts after all of the vomiting. That's when I learned about her safe-place-to-sleep-it-off agreement with one of the other guys. He said he would take her. That's a true friend.

As he led her out the back door, two bouncers watched with big-brother concern.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"We just don't want her to wake up next to some guy and hate herself in the morning," one said.

The other nodded. "Do they know each other?"

"Yes. They have an agreement for him to take care of her if this happens."

It broke my heart to see not one but two fellow single girls so sloppy drunk. It warmed my heart to see that two big bouncer guys care. I was thankful the girls were among friends who are concerned enough to keep her safe and take her wallet and keys - not steal them but with the intention to give them back in the morning.

Love to the single girls,
Addison