I don't know if it's "pathetic" but here goes.
I got
really pissed off at a party one night when a girl I had been fooling around with went upstairs with some other guy (his house). I decided to go home. I didn't have a car then and I was hammered anyway so I decided to walk. It's ~midnight and I'm in a town I have never been to before so naturally I get lost.
For those that know Cape Cod, I was at the party in Marston Mills, I ended up in Sandwich when I should have been in Hyannis.
The girl never talked to me again either when she found out what happened.
