I work in a hospital and had to go to the a&e to pick up an unconscious intoxicated guy to the ICU one night. It's a pretty standard chore on weekends, but this one was a bit better than many others as the guy had a slightly less wasted mate with him who tried to explain what had happened. They'd apparently gone through a couple of clubs having "around 17 pints in total plus some shots" before they were offered some unidentifiable substance from a bottle by some guy, the still conscious of them declined but the other helped himself greedily. As we wheeled the unconscious one out of the room, the fellow explaining things suddenly stops talking and starts exhibiting every symptom in the book of an imminent pukestorm in the making. Green faced and sweaty he starts staring wildly for somewhere to let go and opts for a cardboard box in the hallway where he deposits aproximately 2.5 litres of green/yellow putrescence. A nurse turns on him and yells "that box has all my files and papers in it, you shit!" Apparently they were moving things between rooms. The guy panics and the sight of him drunkenly trying to escape from four very angry and sober nurses chasing him was hilarious. Eventually they caught him and made him clean everything up. His mate spent the night in ICU. A great and classy night out for both.
I work in a hospital and had to go to the a&e to pick up an unconscious intoxicated guy to the ICU one night. It's a pretty standard chore on weekends, but this one was a bit better than many others as the guy had a slightly less wasted mate with him who tried to explain what had happened. They'd apparently gone through a couple of clubs having "around 17 pints in total plus some shots" before they were offered some unidentifiable substance from a bottle by some guy, the still conscious of them declined but the other helped himself greedily. As we wheeled the unconscious one out of the room, the fellow explaining things suddenly stops talking and starts exhibiting every symptom in the book of an imminent pukestorm in the making. Green faced and sweaty he starts staring wildly for somewhere to let go and opts for a cardboard box in the hallway where he deposits aproximately 2.5 litres of green/yellow putrescence. A nurse turns on him and yells "that box has all my files and papers in it, you shit!" Apparently they were moving things between rooms. The guy panics and the sight of him drunkenly trying to escape from four very angry and sober nurses chasing him was hilarious. Eventually they caught him and made him clean everything up. His mate spent the night in ICU. A great and classy night out for both.