When I was 18 I was working on a train cooking for tourists. Our crew was about 30 people. We would leave anchorage and riDE the train to a city called fairbanks, stay for the night, then head back to anchorage the next morning. On this last shift, we only had customers for the way to fairbanks and we were suppose to catch a flight back to anchorage the next morning. Got to sleep in and all that the next morning. Thats how it should have gone.
I was the youngest person on the crew and the only one under 21. This time instead of drinking and smoking on the roof of the hotel like we normally did, everyone wanted to go to the bar that was maybe a mile away from the hotel. About 20 of us left and went to the bar. My first time ever going to one due to my age. There was so many of us that they didn't bother carding us at the door and I just had people buy my drinks for me. Ended up getting shitfaced. Last thing I remember was seeing my boss walk through the door. He knew I was under aged so I tried to play it cool and went to go sit down on a stool, missed my stool and fell on my ass. Folks picked me up and helped me out the door.
Could barely stand up once outside so two of my crewmates helped me walk home. Woke up the next morning to a banging on the door. Flight to anchorage was cancelled and they needed us on a greyhound bus right away to go back home. I was hungover as fuck, head pounding, and had to sit in a packed bus for 8 hours driving back to anchorage. Was one of the worst experiences I ever had. We pulled over maybe once an hour or so so everyone could stretch their legs. Everytime we did, I ran off the bus and immediately started throwing up outside of it. Everyone just laughed at me.