Alcoholic Stories #9: Parkin Lot Drinkin’
“We don’t even ask happiness, just a little less pain.”
― Charles Bukowski
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This story picks off from Alcoholic Stories #7: How to not attend school
School routine
Me and Ozzy had a crazy school routine, each lunch we would grab 2 beers per face, but we were too lazy to move far, so we head to behind the store, that’s next to our polytechnic school, we had this one abandoned parking lot. No cars were parked there, it consisted of a few demolished building blocks that made a good place to sit at. Having had our beers, we didn’t feel like heading back to school, not yet. What do? Vodka. Fuck it.
Oh look.. It’s exactly vocka’o’clock!
We scraped together our last nickles we found in our pockets and headed back to the store. Now, let me tell you something about Ozzy, as much he loved beer, women, gambling and good food, there was nothing he loved more than vodka. And I’m not talking any of that American stuff where you have no taste or smell. I’m talking good old, nasty, ethanol tasting vodka.
He liked them as cheap as they came as he was never picky with his vodka. Well it’s a done deal, we grab the cheapest 16 ounce bottle (half a liter) and head back to the parking lot and we get straight to business. The bottle disappears quickly within 10 minutes, much to my surprise, we’re not even feeling drunk. But that’s not a way to end the day properly, once you get the urge to start drinking, you’ll find a way, but we didn’t have to find a way because much to our luck a guy we knew, just happened to be walking around there. I think he came from a drug deal, because this abandoned parking lot was shady as hell. Perfect spot for a drug deal. Or murder.
Meet destiny
So this guy we know, appears from nowhere and we persuade him to buy us a bottle of vodka, he kindly agrees, but he’s such a lightweight that after few zips he’s getting dizzy as hell and disappears. Well, no worries, more vodka for us. We send him off to a bus and head back to the parking lot to finish the bottle, but lo’ and behold! There are 2 very visibly underage girls sitting our spots. But we were having none of that, just told them to fuck off, but they were as persistent as flies are. Just buzzing. They were begging Ozzy for cigarettes, they must’ve been 15 at most, which is not that weird considering it’s Eastern Europe, but we were still bothered by that. We agreed that Ozzy will give them 4 cigs and they give us money for one bottle of vodka that we would split 4 ways. We got the vodka and of course we didn’t share a single zip with them. They just stuck around, being annoying as hell.
What's the count on the bottles, again?
Now me and Ozzy are having a blast, reminiscing a lot about past and talking about dreams of becoming entrepreneurs and start our own business. The girls got bored of that and invited another friend of theirs to come, he came within 5 minutes, which I have no idea how, but he did. I’ve seen that guy around a few times, he’s bit younger than I was, 18 I think, why was he hanging with 15 year olds is beyond me, long story short me and Ozzy made fun of him and easily persuaded him to buy as another bottle of vodka. Didn’t even notice how quickly that went down our throats, can’t even recall if we took any soda too wash it out or we were beyond the point of caring. And we tell him to get us another one, he does. Man, school is over by now and we’re feeling pretty dizzy after 3 liters of 40% piss cheap vodka. Our classmates pass us, join us and we have another two bottles. So now it’s 4pm and we’re pretty wasted, not much of a school day, but laughs were had. Ozzy went home, slept for 2 hours and then went clubbing the same night. I went to bar with the young dumbasses and eventually got tired of them and headed home.
That was a fucking weird school day. Kudos to who counts up how much me and Ozzy drank combined.
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Yeah buddy! Drink it down! Was this on one of those crazy cold days? Great story! Thank you for sharing. :)
Not sure to be honest. The weather kinda sucks here all the time. I think it wasn't freezing tho.
Really? What is the best the weather gets, and how frequently?
There's 2 weeks of summer of about +25c. atm in september it's +10c and windy. in less than a month it will be +0, and in oct it will be constantly -5. december up to -20.
Damn, that's a lot for two people! But I have been to Eastern Europe, so I know the deal. I don't know what it is in Estonian, but Na Zdorovie!
Ah youth. Can do that type of stuff.
To be honest I can't handle it either anymore, that was way too much even for me. Here's something to make you laugh, na zdorovie or cheers in Estonian is "terviseks". I'm not even making it up, try to pronounce it.
I was told there would be no math.
No math in school at least ;)