Once on a night out in Leeds, I was so drunk I thought I was back at home in London. I thought this because we were in a Mcdonalds with the exact same layout in my local one as well as the car park outside and surrounding being identical
Upon realising this, I panicked and went to withdraw £100 for a hotel to stay the night, with my flatmate Chris at this point passed out on a chair inside Mcdees. After this, the bouncer in Mcdeez laughing his tits off at my confusion (as was eveyone else in the place) tells me I'm actually in Leeds. Cabs refused to take us home when the driver saw how drunk my flatmate was so after like 6 attempts we were finally in a cab. Chris goes and then chunders all over the taxi resulting in me having to pay a £50 fine. (I only had this amount of money on me as I withdrew earlier for the hotel). Oh and I also hit the fire alarm before leaving my flat meaning the whole block had to stand outside in the cold (hahaha). Apologies for the life story but man what a night.