Hi. Im 24. Been going out for many years and heard stories and all and never thought I’d be someone it would happen to. I am a regular at this bar close to my home— it’s my favorite place. I’m friends with all the bartenders and all the regulars too and I’ve hung out with these people outside of the bar. I’m there every day! So on Monday I went for trivia night.
It was a chill evening. I had a whiskey Coke when I got there and later in the night I had 2 beers. And closed my tab. I have drank much more than this before so this isn’t a crazy new amount for me to handle. Everything was fine for a while. Then I went up to the pool table and I played a round with this random guy I hadn’t seen before. I didn’t think much of it since I am always playing pool with whoever is there. I still had a beer I was sipping from and putting down whenever I’d shoot.
As soon as I was done I sat with my friend on the couch and that’s the last thing I remember. I was told by my friends that I then spoke to a group of people and was being incredibly flirty and friendly (don’t even remember what they look like) and that I was even slightly agressive with a friend of mine who offered to take me home. And that from one minute to the next I start stumbling, slurring my words and boom. Unconscious on the couch.
The bartenders came over and started taking care of me and trying to wake me up to take me home. One of them said I looked completely lifeless. He put me in an uber with him and walked me all the way up to apt (thank god for him)
I woke up the next day completely confused. Phone was dead. No idea what time it was or how I got home. I didn’t remember anything. I didn’t have any answers. I started texting around to find out who brought me home and all that. When the bartender who got me home called me and started telling me all of this I was in complete shock. I have NO recollection of any of that, not even slightly. Just complete skips in my memory— black. This has never happened to me.
And then I hear about how I was being mean to my friend who wanted to take me home, which is not like me at all. And that apparently the two girls I met that night— I was pushing their heads together to kiss ????? That’s insane! It’s like a different person took over me. I feel so fucking embarrassed and ashamed and violated and confused. I’ve never felt that in my life. The next day (yesterday) I was in a daze the entire day. Like being drunk but not quite. Confused and out of my body. I ate and drank lots of water. I went back to the bar to drop off some gifts I got for the bartenders who took care of me. And to get some answers from my friends who can help me piece together the night. We are fairly certain it was the guy I was playing pool with since it was the last time I had a drink in my hand and the last thing I remember before it cuts to black.
Anyway … what the hell do I do with myself now? What’s normal after this? I don’t want to become the girl who just… got roofied. Also, I love that place. I found a community and friendships there I cherish. But idk. Do I shut myself away? Why relinquish that power to the guy who tried to hurt me? I definitely don’t have plans of drinking any time soon. I keep blaming myself and saying maybe it’s the antibiotics I am on, but cephalexin doesn’t have any interactions with alcohol and even then…. Completely erasing my memory?? what do I do now…. I’m going back to work in a few hours. And then I work all week. I did not go to the hospital and I fear it’s too late now (to test my
Blood at least). I never thought this would happen. I feel more anxious than anything and even more so like a burden who keeps talking about it to her friends. Please advise me on plan of action. Thank you in advance 💔
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OP, I hear ya. This is fucking scary. It happened to my cousin at a pub she loved too, she felt just like you do now. But listen up, sugar, you’re tougher than you think and this ain’t your fault. Call the cops tomorrow, they’ll treat you right. And remember, sweet cheeks, it’s not just about what we’ve lost but also what we gain. Like knowing who our real friends are.
I think you need to take your power back. Start small. Talk to the people you said got offended by your actions. Explain how you are feeling. Be vulnerable and apologize to them. Let that be a bridge to help you start getting control of the situation but also getting support.
I think it’s awesome you got gifts for the staff. Seems like you do have yourself a nice community. Be open with them too and let them know how much you appreciated what they did.
Monday night is still close enough to go to the hospital for a SANE exam so you should probably get a bag together and hit up the local hospital. You can deal with all the mental stuff later- call your job and let them know you’ve had a medical emergency and will not be in to work. Do not share additional details beyond this- it’s none of their business what happened to you.
It is not too late to go in and get tested! Please please please go do that! ♡ They’ll know how to proceed from there!
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I’m hoping the bar has cameras? I’m so sorry this happened to you.
First: this was not your fault. That guy is a predator, and yes, roofies can mess you up the way you described. They’re temporary, but they’re really scary (I’ve had friends, male and female, roofied in college). Given that you were on a medication, it might be worth calling your doctor and saying that you think you got roofied and you want to know if the common roofie drugs have any interactions with cephalexin. You’re probably fine, but it’s worth checking.
When you went to the bar, did you tell them what you think happened? If not, explain that you think you got roofied and see if they have CCTV. If they can catch him in the act, that’s a crime and at bare minimum, they can ensure he never comes there again. A good bar will want to keep creeps out.
Bringing the bartenders a gift was a really nice touch. <3
Finally, what you’re describing sounds like the beginnings of post-traumatic stress – the anxiety, the feeling like a burden. Be extra gentle with yourself for a bit, and if it lasts longer than a month (or sooner if you just want to talk it through with someone), talk to a professional. I’m using post-traumatic stress here distinct from PTSD because this is not a disordered response! All the things you’re feeling are completely reasonable. You still want to care for yourself, have grace for your feelings, all that. If it starts to disrupt your life beyond the initial shock, where you feel like you can’t move past it, that’s when it’s “disorderly” and you should definitely talk to a professional.
I got roofied a few years ago too, and the main thing to remember is that it’s not your fault! We shouldn’t have to be on the lookout 100% of the time but unfortunately some people decide to ruin things and go around slipping shit into drinks. I’m so happy that you got home safely because it could have been a worse situation.
I understand the feelings you have after this, but you did not deserve this happening to you.
You aren’t a burden and this wasn’t your fault in any way, I’m so sorry this happened. I think your friends will forgive you, since you don’t normally act like that.
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I have an extremely similar story. I had always thought being roofied was something that would never happen to me, too. I think both of us probably are/were struggling with reframing our self-identity to a person who is victimized. Try not to think that way. This experience isn’t our fault. We might have been attacked, but that doesn’t determine who you are. You can be careful about protecting yourself and still be the person you are.
> Also, I love that place. I found a community and friendships there I cherish. But idk.
You found a place that kept you safe when you couldn’t take care of yourself. I’d cherish that and definitely not shut yourself out!
They understand what happened. You should file a police report, they’re probably testify for you. Getting your blood work done will help as well. Maybe there’s video of the guy.
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You’ve got some good friends and I’m so glad you made it home safe.
I’ve had this happen to me, too, but I didn’t completely black out, thankfully. I do remember being waaaaay more drunk in proportion to what/how much I was drinking. I remember the host of the party trying to corner and kiss me but me walking away. I remember the same guy saying I could sleep in his room, in his bed, to “sleep it off”. I remember my friend physically putting himself between me and that guy and them almost coming to blows because the guy wouldn’t let us leave.
The next day was a blur, I felt drunk for more than two days, something that’s never happened to me before. It took years for me to realize what actually happened and there’s no proof. I’m beyond grateful for my friend who blocked the guy from getting to me. It’s been 20+ years now and I STILL think about it and it gives me shivers.
The best you can do is understand that it was nothing you did, reinforce your tribe, avoid THAT GUY, and keep eagle eyes on your drink. Accept this as a very close call and a learning moment. XOXO
Hey, I’m so sorry this happened to you and I can empathize with you as I went through a similar experience over 20 years ago. I was around your age, too and at a murder mystery party that a coworker/friend hosted when some creepy guy spiked the glass of wine I’d been drinking. I lost memory of most of the night, I woke up fully clothed in a bed, next to creepy guy, too, which was really weird, but the weirdest part was that video had been taken of everyone during the party and we all watched it when everyone woke up and that’s when I internally freaked out bc I had no memory of that moment in the party. The creepy guy had propped me up- I appeared conscious, but he was dancing with me like I was a rag doll. I had my eyes open, did not appear drunk or out of it, but I had no memory of this happening. I felt so confused, violated in that moment as we watched the video. I told everyone that I don’t even remember this happening and nobody really took me seriously, not even the host of the party. I left after having lunch with my friend and some of the other party goers and went home, still a bit dazed and talked with my neighbor- someone who I felt close and safe with and he said it sounded like I’d been drugged. I shared my experience in a comment on a post on this sub last week and a few people commented that it sounded like I’d been dosed with GHB. When I looked that up- I was horrified.
I didn’t do anything after this event. I felt shame and stupidity over it. My coworker moved away a few years later, and then I moved across country and I don’t have any contact with her, nor any of the other partygoers.
I don’t know what advice to give you as it sounds like you have a lot of support at the bar and close friendships and you also keep yourself safe, too. This shit can happen to anyone- even people who are most vigilant about their safety. Now I’m sure you will be super vigilant with your drinks, but I’d really lean on the support of the bartenders and friends that make you feel safe and if the guy that drugged you comes back to the bar, I’d hope they ban him.
This event didn’t traumatize me-I continued on with my life. I enjoyed going out to bars, parties, etc. I really didn’t make any major changes to how I interacted in the world, but I’m sure it contributed to me becoming more guarded, perhaps not as trusting of people. I think we as women live these experiences that can harm us and they continue to build up and by a certain time in our life, we don’t stand for some shit. I don’t know if that makes sense. If you have younger girl relatives and friends, you can share your story to ensure that they stay vigilant in public spaces.
Big hugs to you and hang in there. I’m happy you’ve got a support system- please lean on them.
Was this in Tacoma by any chance? I’ve had to report seeing people carrying women out of the bar on my block multiple times over the past few years.
I’m a woman and I’ve had far too many instances myself of being victimized by dudes. I literally refuse to call them men, because most of them simply are not. They are guys, boys, dudes, fuck bois by their actions and intent. I’m not here to excuse their behavior or defend them. I’m not filled with internalized misogyny. But I also don’t see much here that can’t be explained by drinking more than you thought you did.
Blackouts cause behavior just like what you describe— acting aggressive and out of character, loss of memory, passing out. It’s possible you were roofied. But I’m curious to what end. The pool guy never tried to get you alone or seemingly even flirted with you or interacted with you beyond shooting some pool. You were in a familiar place where you knew lots of people so if he had acted this way there would have been someone who noticed. What was his goal here, and how did he act on it?
Being roofied certainly does happen but I honestly don’t see how this guy could have benefitted from it in this scenario. Three drinks with one being a cocktail imo definitely leaves room for being overserved. The cocktail could have been a heavy pour especially if you’re friendly with the bartenders and you could have ordered beers with a high ABV %, possibly without realizing it. 3 drinks in a short period of time with heavy pours and high abv absolutely could be enough to lead to blackouts and the behavior you describe, especially if you were tired or hadn’t eaten enough. Honestly, you should get the testing to see if there are roofie drugs in your system. It probably won’t show anything due to the time frame but it could offer some proof. But regardless of that outcome, imo this should be a wake up call to examine your relationship with alcohol. Roofies or no, it sounds like you are in bars drinking pretty frequently.
First Step: It Happens. It’s not your fault. It doesn’t make you any less of a wonderful young woman. I’ve been rufied before, the most recent at 39 in a restaurant where no one was sitting near me and I didn’t leave my drink unattended the entire time. I was not the least bit ‘cute’ sitting there. No one tried to take advantage of me (I was actually stopping for dinner halfway through driving for a work trip) luckily. I barely managed to get myself a hotel. Some people ‘practice’ like this and nothing comes of it.
Second Step: Communicate with those you interacted with and want to restore relations with. Tell them that something was added to your drink. You’d be suprised by the amount of women and men this happens to.
Third Step: Talk, get therapy, whatever you need to do to help you process this. It’s OK to not be OK.
Forth Step (optional): Since you love this bar, keep going. Start a campaign with the owners to fundraise for drink cover stickers.
Maybe you’ll feel better if you do something proactive. You can’t prevent this for yourself, because it’s in the past. but you could advocate for future people.
I might talk w/ the bartenders and suggest they take anyone in your position to the hospital; you were obviously incapacitated, and medical care might have been crucial (In fact, if someone were merely drunk, they could get dangerously worse as their body metabolizes/absorbed the alcohol that’s still in their stomach). And the drug might be detectable right away, which could help with legal issues .
People have died from excessive alcohol consumption, and from being roofied!
And the victim isn’t in any condition to give feedback on how close to death they are.
The bar could also review any security-cam footage of the bar area, and look to see if they can find anyone tampering with your drink. That would help with prosecution, or simply with them knowing who to watch out for in the future.
Talk to friends about it, and about the importance of getting a person in your condition into some medical care.
And if you really want to take it to another level, you could reach out to guidance counselors at high schools or student-affairs offices at colleges, or any organizations that do safety assemblies for high school or college kids, and volunteer to speak as part of any safety assemblies they might have. And you can talk about how to prevent it, how to recognize it in yourself, how to recognize it in others, and what to do (get medical help!).
(my daughter’s college made a big deal out of the idea that people wouldn’t get in trouble for drinking too much, so students shouldn’t hesitate to get their friends medical help).
Maybe taking those kinds of steps would make you feel you had regained some power.
Getting roofied is such a horrible feeling. Like you, I was lucky enough that a good friend was with me who got me home safely (HOURS of my memory were gone). I felt so guilty that she basically had to carry me several blocks back to where she had parked, and then halfway home I threw up out the window and got puke all over the side of her car. When I told her that, she told me to stop being ridiculous, that I would have done the same if our positions had been reversed.
Your friends most likely feel the same. There’s nothing you need to be ashamed of. The only person who should feel shame is the piece of trash who drugged you. Go back to your favourite pub! Let them know what happened, especially the bartenders, so they can be more aware. That’s what I did. I walked right back in there with my head held high, because no perverted predator is going to take MY pub away from me without a goddamn fight. Seriously, fuck that guy.
You’re not a burden, you went through something horrible and you’re trying to process this. If you don’t have a therapist or some other kind of counselor, I would consider getting one so you can go through your feelings and deal with your anxiety.
At the very least the bar owner should have some cameras installed.
You needn’t feel ashamed, this is a common thing eh? Like folks that say, “oh I can’t drink whiskey, it makes me mean.” You managed to, apparently, avoid harm after someone took steps to cause it. That is nothing to sneeze at.
Sidenote: WhoTF even knows how to get roofies? I feel like you have to have a “known sleaze” card to even hear about it. In my years of partying and carrying on, I’ve been offered hundreds of things. One guy proudly pulled out a drug binder with card sleeves, alphabetically sorted… and never has anyone ever mentioned roofies.
I guess they just hunt each other out for help.
Focus on all the Good People that were there for you, that is a Good Memory, rather than focusing on the Predator
This happened to my best friend, also at our favorite regular bar where we knew the owners and bartenders and regulars. We got too comfortable and stopped being vigilant, but she was with me the whole time so we were confused – no one even approached her, how could they have been planning to assault her? Her nurse friend told us she sees it a lot actually, bad actors doing a trial run on a batch, basically, to gauge how long it takes to kick in and calibrate dosage.
It was a good reminder for us that even a bar that feels like home isn’t your home, it’s a public place where you don’t have to have a confrontation or any type of interaction to be a target. We didn’t stop going there, or even stop feeling safe there, but we changed our habits to the defensive drinking that was always our standard at other bars: our drinks never leave the sight of at least one of us, no accepting drinks that didn’t come directly from the bartender, if we both need the bathroom or to step outside we finish our drinks first, and any concerns about a tampered-with drink that drink gets dumped and a new one ordered.
You don’t have to feel embarrassed and you don’t have to be afraid. Something was done to you. By design the drug strips away your inhibitions and your agency. It wasn’t our choice and you couldn’t control it. Talk it out with your friends, and if they are good and supportive friends (which it sounds like they are) they will recognize that and everything will be okay. I got thank-you cards for the bartenders/owner who was there that night and helped us out, and everyone was very kind and understanding. This won’t define you. Eventually, new and positive memories and experiences will overshadow this one. I’m so sorry this happened to you, and I truly believe you will be okay.
Hey just take a long deep breath, everything is going to be ok. You are ok right now because of the smart decisions you make EVERY SINGLE DAY. You did not get roofied because you did something wrong someone tried to take advantage of you but because you make good choices you got home ok and his plans were thwarted in the process.
I had a VERY similar thing happen to me, I am hyper vigilant when out it was actually the bar tender who spiked my drink and even though my boyfriend took me home and took care of me the experience left me with all the same feelings you have right now. The MOST important thing is that you find a way to believe that you did not get roofied because you are dumb you got home SAFE because you are smart.
Think of all the decisions that you had to make every day to have that go the way it did you were out with friends so they kept you from doing anything actually not ok maybe uncomfortable but not anything you really and truly cant undo, even when you were being difficult the people at the bar know you and know you well enough to know you needed help and they made sure you go the help you needed. You counted your drinks so you know you couldn’t possibly have been that intoxicated, etc. There are SO MANY good decisions here that all culminated in you making it home safe. Feeling like shit but home safe and that is what REALLY matters.
Now onto what can and should you do about it, that is up to you, you know what happened there is no doubt you were drugged. If you want to get tested for your own piece of mind or so you might be able to find this young man and try to take some action against him you have about 72 hours to make that call.
In my case I decided not to spend the time and money on a test because I had two ciders and couldn’t walk my boyfriend had to carry me and I was so scared when I realized I couldn’t control my own body I sobbed violently shaking because I’d never felt that way before. It’s traumatic to be out of control of your own body and to not know why and it will take time for you to feel ok again. You weren’t violated physically but that doesn’t mean you weren’t violated. It’s ok to feel any and all feelings that you have and spend time with them to process them.
For me I was afraid to go places alone for a long while because I felt I did everything right and still bad things happened to me and it wasn’t until my loved ones sat me down and pointed out how many things I did right that I realized I’m blaming myself because someone took advantage of me and that’s just wrong. You don’t blame a mugging victim because they left their gun at home or whatever and you can’t blame yourself for someone taking advantage of you. You did EVERYTHING you needed to do to survive this you were smart and careful and sometimes even when we are smart and careful bad things happen but the damage was mitigated because of YOUR decisions. You did the right thing.
I ended up deciding instead of getting tested to call the bar where I got drugged and speak to the owner he was VERY anxious at first worried I was going to sue or something but once I got him to understand that I just wanted him to be aware that someone was taking advantage of his bars reputation to hurt his customers he listened and was very supportive. I suggested he write down the staff from that night in case others complained so he could be sure if it happened again he could put a stop to it and for me all I cared about was doing my part to help keep that from happening to someone else.
So do what feels right for you, do what you need to do to feel ok. If that’s giving this man’s description to the bar so they can look out for this man, or working with the bar to provide drink covers for patrons, or getting tested for yourself and your own knowledge and peace of mind, or pursuing legal action whatever it is do it for you. Do what feels right for you.
You did great, you are safe because of your actions and the support of the people who care about you, whatever you choose to do next is up to you. I really and truly wish you all the best, and if there is anything else I can do to offer support really and truly my DM’s are always open to you <3 Get some rest, give yourself some grace, and do whatever you need to do to heal <3
I was roofied when I was 22- out of college, out for a work-friend’s birthday party. It was the same situation: had a couple drinks but not THAT many and the last thing I remembered was using the bathroom. The only time I looked away from my drink was when I paid the bartender, but that was enough. My friends put me in the limo (we had planned ahead!) and someone was with me for the rest of the night.
It was REALLY SCARY. I’d been pretty darn responsible, I thought, and it still happened to me.
Perhaps do some talk therapy to process what happened. I think that would have been helpful to me, but certainly wasn’t an easy or accessible option in 2008.
also: people recover from post-traumatic stress best when they have support and validation. Seek out the people who will support you, and the moment anyone gets skeptical, etc., leave their company. Don’t let them continue to talk to you.
So you can feel safe in the future, although you seem to have a good community:
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You can probably find these other places, and it makes NO difference to me which you pick. I got one for my niece when she turned 21, I wish they were a thing when I was in my 20s.
Get checked out medically asap. With good friends – you can apologize and move forward. However if the bartenders weren’t on the ball to watch folks messing with drinks – that is a potential concern. Good luck and get checked!
Please go to the hospital and get a drug test done so you have proof you were roofied. And file a police report. The bar must have security cameras and they can probably track this guy down if they can identify him or a car he drove in. I know you’re still processing right now but this guy is a dangerous predator and it’s scary to think if he’s done this before or will again in the future.
Also it’s normal to feel embarrassed but you don’t have to be. No one in their right mind would expect anyone on a sedative to act normally. If your friends are good people I’m sure they are just worried about your safety and not anything embarrassing you might have done. I’m sorry this happened to you and I’m glad you had people around to get you home and take care of you.
You could help raise awareness and tell the story at the bar, make sure it is spread. You did nothing wrong, but you need the regulars, staff and bartenders to know that you are getting predators (rapists or wanna be rapists) in the bar. There is nothing shameful in your actions. Be motivated to protect others.
Some of my friends have been roofied while out. All of them guys, none of them for sexual reasons. I think maybe one of them was wearing an expensive watch? But yeah it’s mostly just the opportunity that drives these people, which is weird and creepy as hell. Luckily my friends got home safe every time.
One of them recognized the effects super quickly because he had roofied himself by accident once. The drug in question (GHB) is taken recreationally by people in my country sometimes, he took a big gulp of someone elses drink at a festival. They told him as soon as he put the cup down and were very worried, but in the end he was okay because he went in knowingly. So when he got roofied at a bar he grabbed our most trustworthy dude and said to get him an uber right now, and don’t leave him until he is home in his bed. Before he got to the weird and unsafe stages. So your takeaway from this could be: from now on you are hyper aware of the signs of being roofied, both for yourself and others!
I’m so sorry this happened to you. It’s going to be okay. Breathe and love yourself. Tell people what happened, at whatever pace you feel comfortable. Give yourself time and grace. And you’re allowed to feel rage, sadness, confusion.. whatever feelings you go through are legit. It will be okay. (And, that piece of shit who did this deserves hard time.)
I’m really happy that your friends took care of you in the end and anything worse didn’t happen. I believe gathering evidence and reporting the incident, and pressing charges could give you back a sense of control, but I imagine that would be a difficult course of action.
I know people have been saying this already but YOU DON’T KNOW A BARTENDER WELL ENOUGH TO TRUST NOTHING HAPPENED. Go get tested including SA kit, because there is no proof or assurance that ‘nothing else’ happened.
You may find after a bit that you will always wonder.
Please understand that there is the small possibility that the bartender who took you home was involved. Especially since your phone was dead, and he was in your house.
We never suspect our friends, but it is often people we know.
A roofie can also work retroactively and make you forget some of the time before it hit your system, so it may have been after you sat down that you were dosed.
Does the bar have cameras? They may be able to pinpoint when your drink was roofied and it would be in their best interest to investigate because no one wants people like this in their establishment. I bring this up because a bar i am a regular at went through a similar situation several years ago and the person they found to be the culprit was not even on the radar for it and that also leads me to throw caution before making accusations.
I think one of the most important things to do right now is not blame yourself, or succumb to the temptation of trying to rationalize what you could have done differently. You did NOTHING WRONG! No one asks to be roofied. You were just out with friends having a few drinks as many, many totally normal people do all the time without incident, and you had no cause to believe you were unsafe. Someone with a nasty vendetta was looking for an opportunity to cause grave harm, and you were targeted. If it hadn’t been you it would have been another young woman, and TBH you are probably not the first person that particular perp has drugged.
What I think you should focus on for the sake of your own sanity is that the bartender very responsibly recognized the signs of being roofied, as did your friends, which means several good humans around you cared enough to protect you. They worked together and got you home safely. Someday you could be the person who sees the warning signs that another person has been drugged without their knowledge, and you may be instrumental in helping them get home safely. We all need to try to be better and take care of each other. This time you were the one who needed taking care of, and there is no doubt that opportunities will arise in the future for you to show compassion and care for someone who desperately needs it.
For now, the person who needs your compassion most is yourself. Please take care of you. ❤️
Go to the hospital. Otherwise, cameras in the bar? I’d go in person and talk to the manager and see if you can get some evidence to go after the guy.
I’m so sorry that happened to you, being spiked is shit. Some hospitals can test you for those drugs in your system, you might be able to get those on record if you ever think you see the guy again, or even make a police report with a description of him in case he’s done it to other people. A pattern might be there for the police to make a case.
It happened to me and my partner on a night out to a live show of a podcast we like in the city I went to uni in. We’d been to the gig then gone to a bar I used to go to when I was at university that’s a little less-known but always has guest ales, ciders etc. I went to the bar and got my partner an ale and me a guest cider, our second pints of the night (and like you, we’ve drunk much more and been okay). I took a sip of the cider and thought it tasted horrible, but sometimes guest drinks do because no one orders them so they sit for a while, so I drank about a quarter of it before I decided it was rank. My partner finished it.
We were absolutely disgustingly smashed. I remember vomiting outside, he remembers nothing of the night, the show, anything. Neither of us can remember how we got home. I suspect someone slipped something in the cider when I was at the bar, assuming I might be a woman on my own or something. It has put me off going there again, I can completely understand that feeling.
I hope you’re recovering, and that it doesn’t knock your confidence. I looked up different anti-spiking methods after it happened and there are a few things on the market, drinks covers, test strips, I even saw a nail polish that changes colour when you put your finger in a roofied drink 😂 Anyone who drugs someone is a piece of shit and I hope they get it back tenfold.
Wishing you all the best x