The walk of shame refers to a situation in which a person must walk past strangers or peers alone for an embarrassing reason before reaching a place of privacy. Most commonly, it occurs the morning after a night out at a bar, nightclub, or party. – The Walk of Shame
I over indulged a little Friday night.
And by a little I mean so fucking much I didn’t even begin to recover until it was time to go out Saturday night. Winning!
Thankfully I have friends who can magically make pizza appear before me mere moments after I announce I need food, and water with it, so I didn’t repeat my previous performance at the company Christmas party, that fateful night in 2012 that I still haven’t lived down when I puked on the wall and was chaperoned out to the shuttle by one of the Directors. Double win!
Sidenote: I’m not the only one at my company who has a drunk story that is a staple at every function, like the guy who threw up in his suitcase, on his only suit, the night before he was to present at a conference. Just sayin’.
After my way too early in the morning attempt at coffee and breakfast, the very necessary nap, and yet another attempt at eating, I ventured back onto social media to find out what the hell damage was out there.
A low battery may have saved me this time since the walk of shame back through my social media accounts was limited to something not so very shameful at all, but certainly delivered with a level of enthusiasm only attainable after alcohol has entered the conversation.
Not that there wasn’t great potential for loads of general ridiculousness. With WordPress, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Hangouts, text messaging, and now Snapchat for future endeavors, I have plenty of opportunity at my fingertips for posting out of my ass, my very proficient ass, but my ass nonetheless.
Not that I haven’t played along in a drunken Twitter party, or deleted my fair share of “what the fuck was I thinking” plenty of times. I got lucky Friday. Note to self – forget the phone charger every time.
The New Walk of Shame is when a person goes back through embarrassing social media posts in order to delete them from public view after a night at a bar, nightclub, or party. -Melanie
Remember, friends don’t let friends Tweet drunk. Designate a typer.
What tid-bit of glorious drunkenness have you found during a social media walk of shame? Do share…and maybe I’ll tell you about my shameful but not shameful discovery Saturday morning.
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