March 30th (technically 31st since it was after midnight) outside of
Sergio's, I had way too much to drink and lost track of my friends so I
went outside for fresh air, to look for my friends, and to vomit.
Repeatedly. That night could have ended very badly for me because I was not
in a safe place nor capable of doing anything but vomit. Repeatedly.
Anyway, luck would have it that a nice man and his friend would come by and
call a cab for me to get me home safely. You and your friend even sat with
me until the cab arrived while I continued to vomit. Repeatedly. I haven't
forgotten that much of my drunken stupor, although, most of the night is a
blacked out blur. I just wanted to thank my heroes and offer to at least
take you out to coffee in return for your kindness. E-mail me at
ShoeGal85@rocketmail.com with what I was wearing or something so I know
it's really you. To the cabby: Thank you for getting me home safe and I
hope I over tipped since I am pretty sure I puked in your cab once. Sorry