Monday, December 1, 2014

How to Drug A Date

    I always thought that the drugs were slipped into the woman's drink when she wasn't looking.  But now I hear that in at least several of the cases, the perpetrator handed the woman pills, with no explanation as to why, and the woman took them, evidently without question, then woke up in a fog to an appalling scenario.  He must be thinking if only the pills were secreted, or if they were a tad stronger.....
     I can't help but be reminded of the long-ago time, during the single years, when a friend and I would go out, usually on Friday nights, and mostly to our regular, familiar nightspots.  One evening, after  some event, probably somebody's  graduation or such, we were dressed up more than usual, and so decided to go to a "more sophisticated," or so we thought, venue.  I think it was the Airport Inn, and since  lodging was associated with the bar, a location for a faster crowd. 
     The night we chose to go there was during a sales convention of some type, and the bar and restaurant area was filled with out of town sales representatives, all men as I recall.  As usual, though even the thought is foreign to me now, drinks were sent to our  table.  We never sat at the bar.  The drinks were followed by  two young men, though as we were in our twenties and they probably in their thirties, they didn't strike us as young then.  We  had our drinks and sat and talked for a while.  After a time, one of the men asked my friend to dance.  My companion took this opportunity to tell me that my friend would be going to her dance partner's room.  I assured him she wouldn't, that she would be riding  home with me, but he was adamant that she would not.  When the music ended, my friend returned to the table, and I told her what was said.   She laughed at first, but then said she was suddenly feeling really dizzy, and had only had two drinks, the second at the bar with the guy.  She believed he had "slipped her a mickey."   We threw some bills on the table, not wanting anything from them, or at least "him," and we literally ran out the door and across the parking lot to my car.  We were laughing as we ran, and I remember its  being a clear beautiful night, and feeling excited and  relieved at the same time, and just a little bit scared. 

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