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Stormhaven
11-23-2005, 09:43 AM
http://www.cnn.com/2005/WORLD/europe/11/23/bartender.tequila.ap/index.html
Barkeep jailed for lethal tequila
Wednesday, November 23, 2005; Posted: 6:48 a.m. EST (11:48 GMT)
OSLO, Norway (AP) -- A 32-year-old Norwegian bartender was sentenced to six months in prison Wednesday for serving a customer so much tequila that he fell into a coma and died.
According to a district court in the southwestern city of Hokksund the bartender, whose name was withheld, pleaded guilty to serving 34-year-old Leif Henning Nilsen 19 shots of the strong Mexican liquor in 90 minutes at the Spiseriet restaurant in May 2004.
Nilsen lost consciousness and died three days later.
The court said it could not hold the bartender accountable for the death itself, but sentenced him to prison for illegally serving alcohol to a clearly intoxicated person.
The ruling said the bartender intentionally contributed to the excess by drinking shots of water, tricking the victim into what he thought was a drinking contest.
"In the court's opinion, it is hard to imagine a more serious case of excessive alcohol serving," said the ruling, which also revoked the bartender's right to have any job that involves serving alcohol for five years.
The restaurant was in Vikersund, about 35 kilometers (20 miles) west of the capital, Oslo.19 shots <i>before</i> losing consciousness.
That brings a tear to my eye.
Fyyr Lu'Storm
11-23-2005, 05:29 PM
That is about 600 mls of Tequilla. I could do that easy.
Unless they were double shots, most bars in my area now serve 2 ounces as 1 shot. That I could not do.
Kryttos Arcadia
11-23-2005, 05:30 PM
anyone who drinks that much hard liquor needs their head examined anyway... There is something called common sense... i know it eludes some people though.
Thicket Tundrabog
11-24-2005, 07:52 AM
anyone who drinks that much hard liquor needs their head examined anyway... There is something called common sense... i know it eludes some people though.
Aha... another good example of Darwin's natural selection process. Self-destruction through stupidity :) .
... but of course when we are young, the stupidity gene hasn't yet atrophied. I remember one particularly dumb Friday night at university. Three of us were tired of school work and needed to unwind. My friend had a 'sort-of' invite from a girl who was having a house party that evening ... at least that's what he remembered. He sorta remembered her address as well... the street name for sure... the house number, ummmm... maybe not so sure.
To get properly lubricated, we guzzled a 26er of Smirnoff's vodka and proceeded to try and find the place. We had no car, and the address was quite a bit away. We hitched. A young woman actually picked us up. What could possibly have compelled her to pick up three staggering students is beyond me. We were so embarassed that we barely said a word. No one wanted to sit in the front seat because she would smell the alcohol... I was the slowest thinker, so I got the front seat. I mumbled the address, she drove us there. The only other words were a quick thank you when she dropped us off. I hope we didn't scare her.
We wandered down the residential street. The house number didn't exist. We coerced my friend to knock on a door and ask if they knew the girl with the party. He had the door slammed in his face. We thought we had been quiet as we walked down the street, but noticed that people were looking out their windows at us. We were smart enough to leave. We walked to the center of town, wandered around until the alcohol sorta wore off. We realized it was bitterly cold. We took a bus back to the university and slept off our youthful stupidity.
Good thing we only had one bottle of vodka.
Tinsi
11-24-2005, 09:04 AM
Norwegians and tequila don't mix
I know.. trust me, I know.. Ouch, painful memories :/
Jinjre
11-24-2005, 09:27 AM
Ah yes Thicket, the 'good ol days'.
My drink of choice in college was EverClear (it was cheap, I was broke). My University was right next door to a river. One spring night, after about a half a fifth of EverClear, I decided it would be fun to go play in the river. Thank the stars that I had a friend who wasn't as gobsmacked as I was. I decided the easiest way to the river was down a 12 foot drop onto rock (my depth perception was just a tad skewed, it didn't look that far to me). Just as I went to blithely step off the drop, my friend grabbed me by the wasteband of my pants.
To this day I'm sure that had he not grabbed me, I would have been a deader. If the rocks wouldn't have gotten me, the whitewater would have. Several students each year died by drowning in that river.
I don't drink at all anymore. I think I'm happier and definitely healthier as a result.
Klath
11-24-2005, 12:17 PM
I recall drinking a 12 ounce "shot" of tequila on a dare from a friend whose construction company I worked for. This was after a number of regular shots. I woke up on a bench in a Roy Rogers restaurant about 5 hours later (and 10 miles away) with some guy poking me with a broom. To this day, I have no idea how I got there but I choose to believe that with the right amount of tequila, one becomes capable of bending space and time. That's certainly a much less embarrassing explanation than what probably transpired.
As a side note, when I finally managed to get back to my friends place to get my car I found, when I attempted to drive it away, that my bastard friend had fastened it to the pavement with anchor bolts and chains.
Another time, more recently, me and a biker buddy were down in San Diego grabbing dinner at a sushi restaurant downtown. We had a good chef who was being very generous and we started buying him a beer every time we got one. When we switched over to tequila, he switched right along with us. Well, he didn't fare so well -- he was trying to keep pace with us out of some twisted sense of camaraderie and that proved to be a big mistake as my friend and I outweighed the guy by a factor of two and had had some experience with tequila. I remember him trying to make us a caterpillar roll and rice and avocado were going everywhere. The poor guy was also listing to starboard something fierce and he kept having to throw out his hand to keep from capsizing. It didn't help that he tended to favor his knife-wielding hand. The other chefs found it pretty hilarious but were careful to give him a wide berth.
Tinsi
11-24-2005, 12:27 PM
To this day, I have no idea how I got there but I choose to believe that with the right amount of tequila, one becomes capable of bending space and time. That's certainly a much less embarrassing explanation than what probably transpired.
How many times have you woken up in the morning after a hard night drinking and thought 'How on earth did I get home?'. As hard as you try, you cannot piece together your return journey from the pub to your house.
The answer to this puzzle is that you used a Beer Scooter. The Beer Scooter is a mythical form of transport, owned and leased to the drunk by Bacchus the Roman God of Wine. Bacchus has acquired a large batch of these magical devices. The Beer Scooter works in the following fashion:- The passenger reaches a certain level of drunkenness and the "slurring gland" begins to give off a pheromone. Bacchus or one of his many sub-contractors detects this pheromone and sends down a winged Beer Scooter.
The scooter scoops up the passenger and deposits them in their bedroom via a Trans-Dimensional Portal. This is not cheap to run, so a large portion of the passenger's in-pocket cash is taken as payment. This answers the second questions after a night out, 'How did I spend so much money?'.
Unfortunately, Beer Scooters have a poor safety record and are thought to be responsible for over 90% of all UDI (Unidentified Drinking Injuries), such as skinned knees and a sore spot on the top of your head.
An undocumented feature of the Beer Scooter is the destruction of time segments during the trip. The nature of Trans-Dimensional Portals indicates that time will be lost, seemingly unaccounted for.
This answers a third question after a night out 'What the hell happened?'. With good intentions, Bacchus opted for the REMIT (Removal of Embarrassing Moments In Time) add-on, that automatically removes, in descending order, those parts in time regretted most. Unfortunately one person's REMIT is not necessarily the REMIT of another's and quite often lost time is regained in discussions over a period of time.
Independent studies have also shown that Beer Goggles often cause the Scooter's navigation system to malfunction thus sending passengers to the wrong bedroom, often with horrific consequences.
For the family man, Beer Scooters come equipped with flowers picked from other people's garden and Thump-A-Lot boots (Patent Pending). These boots are designed in such a way that no matter how quietly you tip-toe up the stairs, you are sure to wake up your other half. Special anti-gravity springs ensure that you bump into every wall in the house and the CTSGS (Coffee Table Seeking Guidance System) explains the bruised shins.
The final add-on Bacchus saw fit to invest in for some Scooters is the TAS (Tobacco Absorption System). This explains how one person can apparently get through 260 Marlboro Lights in a single night.
P.S. Don't forget the on-board heater, which allows you to comfortably get home from the pub in sub-zero temperatures, wearing just a T-shirt.
(Shamelessly stolen)
Jinjre
11-24-2005, 02:29 PM
ROFL Tinsi! Good lord, that explains the first two years I spent at college!!
Drake09
11-24-2005, 03:41 PM
jinjre's drinking + river story
1 Gallon of DeWar's Whiskey + myself and 2 female friends of mine + a pool of water from a river coming off of the mountain = danger danger.
Drunk as a skunk. I am unsure how I made it up the side of the rocks/hill and down the 1/8 mile back to the car, but I did. The ladies didn't make it back to the vehicle for another hour (which I wasn't aware of, for I was leaning happily against my trunk).
We all survived and fared well, but I'm sure it could of been much worse, thankfully one of the females was strong enough to literally carry the other out of the pool and up to the road because she was unable to make it herself. I swear.. they were RIGHT behind me when I made it to the road lol :(
Mascha
11-24-2005, 06:17 PM
Alcohol can be bad. Even worse if you do not know how it works, which is usually the case when you are 15 - 20 or so.
A bunch of friends and me celebrated upcoming chrismas while playing RISK for small money. Suddenly a bottle of wodka appeared and the not so clever ones started drinking, I was among them. I was 18 then, my friends were between 16 and 20.
I was pissed, not used to drinking liquor, only beer, so were most of my friends. 1 friend was ready to drive because he never drank, so he was the designated driver. We entered my bus which was a 72 VW model, with 1 couch upfront and no seats in the back. This way we could stack 15 people in it and a guitar. We sat, drank and sung all the way.
On the Autobahn most of us needed to pee, so we opened the slide door and took switches at the door, peeing out of the door at 70 mph, being held by drunk friends at your trousers, leaning out of the car and howling like wolves.
There were like 5 girls, but none of them wanted to do the same. At least they didnt comment, not with words anyway.
It is amazing we never got stopped, it is a 45 minutes drive to the small town of Kaldenkirchen.
When we reached the parking place of the disco we had to walk about 1 kilometer to get to the entrance or climb a fence and be there in 1 min. Of course we decided to climb and jump.
A friend of mine, now a lawyer at the European governament in Brüssel, climbed, jumped and puked when he hit the floor.
I do not remember much of this evening, only that we spoke to a lot of women, danced like crazy and noone scored (amazing, isnt it?).
We finally got home, 3 or more people so drunk that they slept in the bus.
My best friend got so sick that he spent the chrismas evening in the bathtub and vomited every 15 minutes or so. Merry chrismas. His mother got really mad.
I was considered bad influence ever after and was not invited to his family any more. Sigh. It was only my bus, not my deeds.
I have not touched a drop of strong liquor since then, and that was 20 years ago.
I drink beer, so do my friends.
Oh, the crazyness of youth.
oddjob1244
11-24-2005, 08:26 PM
The first time I went out and got seriously drunk was bad. I had never drank before and I am a lightweight. I took a shot and after an hour I didnt feel anything so I thought it was safe. I took about 7 more before I began to feel anything and it was too late by then. I passed out 4 or 5 times and woke up one time sleeping under someone's bed, actually under the frame of the bed.
I decided that the problem was that I didn't, and still don't, have any idea of knowing what .08 blood alcohol level is. It's like saying I live 8 oddjob units from Sobe, that doesn't mean anything to me. I need to go drinking one day and get a breathalyzer test.
Tinsi
11-24-2005, 08:52 PM
I didn't, and still don't, have any idea of knowing what .08 blood alcohol level is. It's like saying I live 8 oddjob units from Sobe, that doesn't mean anything to me.
- 2 units = approx 0.08
- 1 unit = 1 beer, a glass of white, half a glass of red (damn them huge glasses), or 1 shot of liquor
- Coctails have more than 1 shot in them, do math :)
Not that it really matters of course, because drinking -at all- and then getting behind the wheel of a car (why else would one care about blood alcohol level?) is a nono.
Klath
11-25-2005, 12:44 PM
The answer to this puzzle is that you used a Beer Scooter.
rofl -- mine must be due for its 100k maintenance by now.
Panamah
11-25-2005, 08:08 PM
Everyone's stories are funny. Glad they worked out ok.
I never could figure out what my limit on alcohol was, but fortunately I never drank so much I passed out or lost time. I lost a brother to alcoholism and saw how horribly it affected his life and eventually claimed it. I liked beer, wine, etc. But I had to give up beer because I'm wheat intolerant (which includes barley). Wine I'll still drink, but I only drink very, very rarely so I have almost no tolerance. And I hope I remember this next time I eat at my foody friend's house.
Scientists believe they have worked out a formula to calculate how "beer goggles" affect a drinker's vision.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/manchester/4468884.stm
Kuily
11-25-2005, 08:38 PM
This summer I was relaxing in the front yard with a bunch of neighbors and brought out a full bottle of apfelkorn I bought on the way home from afghanistan in February. Well, I ended up drinking the entire bottle and passed out while leaning on the toilet! lol. Glad I can't remember what the puking felt like.
Panamah
11-26-2005, 05:05 PM
What culture is it that ferments spit? I seem to remember it might have been sherpa's that were sharing their native liquor which was something that is chewed and spit out then fermented.
*gag*
Klath
11-26-2005, 06:51 PM
What culture is it that ferments spit? I seem to remember it might have been sherpa's that were sharing their native liquor which was something that is chewed and spit out then fermented.
That was a practice that may have been common in a number of cultures but I know for sure that the Yanomamo and the Achuar Indians from the Amazon area use saliva in their cooking. It's one of those facts that's just gross enough that you tend to remember it.
Jinjre
11-26-2005, 11:35 PM
It's one of those facts that's just gross enough that you tend to remember it.
Hah! So that's why I can remember trivial facts about elk wallowing in their own urine to attract mates, but can't remember where I left my car keys! It might also explain my ability to remember many things about parasites.
On a slightly related topic, don't ever google "roundworms" if you have a weak stomach. I can handle a lot of ick, but some of those pictures are too much even for me.
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