Looong time ago. Was dating my soon to be husband and The Limelight had an industry party for those in the bar biz. Soon to be hubby had to work so I went with a friend of ours (who now owns at least one of the hottest bars in ATL, btw
). I'm not a good drinker anyway and was drinking coke and Southern Comfort (yuck!) and a lot since they were free. Our friend looked like he was trying to score and I didn't want to be a drag on his pick up, so I volunteered to walk home.
Those who know the area know how stupid that was. I started walking down Piedmont and made it all the way to Peachtree before he figured out what had gone down. He pulls up next to me but I won't get in the car. I was on a mission - walk home. He gets out and I start running so he tackles me, lol! Down I go and hit my head on the cement. He calls my boyfriend who comes home, we have a nurse friend who says I'm slurring my words and can't focus (well duh) so I should go to the hospital. Off we go. I had a concusion
I have never touched a drop of Southern Comfort since - and never tried to walk down Peachtree alone either
