Heh, Hed, that's not that bad...

I went out of town to a football game with a huge group of friends once where we tailgated all morning. Afterwards, some of us went to a bar/restaurant. We hung out for a while, and when we left it was sort of eerie dark out. Traffic was kinda heavy, and I instantly assumed that we had stayed at the bar all night and that it was now the NEXT morning! I thought the traffic was due to rush hour!

I freaked out (yeah, I was a bit drunk, but still) and ran over to my buddy's appartment where I was staying and started to pack to catch the next flight. My buddy kept telling me it was not Monday - but he was wasted too, so I ignored him. It finally took a call from his girlfriend to convince me it was only 7.... in the evening!