[Don W]

The best thing along with the laugh was being reminded that I've dose that same or worse. One of my last blackout, I only remember hailing a cab to a hotel in Boston, instead of going home drunk, plus I could drink till closing. I remember walking into the hotel only. The next morning I woke up on a bench down by the waterfront. It was cold and damp. I reached in my pocket to warm my hands. I felt some kind of cards in my pocket. I then pulled out two room key cards to that hotel. I didn't dare go back there to see what had happened. I went to an ATM and checked. Sure enough, I'd payed $100 plus tax to sleep on a bench. And there wasn't even a chocolate on my pillow.