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At the end of a party last night and my friend feels really sick and she wants to go home and wants me to go in the taxi with her so she's not alone. So, I go with her and drop her off at her boyfriends (lol friendzowned) and she gives me money for the ride back so i tell the driver "ok, back to where we were...405 north to the 55 north" and I pass out because I'm [censored] up.

Next thing I know the guy is asking me to show him that I have money on me, which I thought was kind of weird. I look out the window and see we're passing the Long Beach airport which is like 30 miles in the opposite direction of where I needed to go. Then I realize I told him to go 405 north instead of south because I was a drunk idiot. Ride ended up being $100 extra. Brag: I don't care.