Although inspired by the true events taking place within the youth service, the following blog has had all names, dates, times and some details changed to protect the identities of any person or event.
Do you think that we are that numb?
Why do young people pour alcohol in sprite bottles mix it with coke and then wonder why we are suspicious of its contents?
This happened recently to me while working one Friday night at the centre. One of our young women, Ethel, came in under the influence and tried to convince me that the very diluted brown liquid was in fact water. With this in mind I again thought that it was my duty of care to save her from this bottle’s contaminated contents, water should not be brown. As I poured the liquid away and replaced it with my own spring water, I was sure I heard her say something about Bacardi, but yet Ethel adamantly denied that alcohol had been present. In fact, as our members know the consequences if they are found with alcohol, Ethel actually thanked me for replacing the tainted toxic substance that was in her bottle.
On that very same evening Mavis asked if I would put her bottle in the fridge for her. Of course I said yes as it was only “a bottle of coke” although it did look suspiciously diluted. Mavis swore that there was nothing other than cola in the bottle, so in good faith I did as she asked. When she returned for her bottle she did not notice that it no longer resembled cold tea. She stayed for the rest of the evening and I watched her drink from this bottle, she seemed to be getting more and more inebriated off its contents so much so that by the end of the evening she could hardly stand and she was slurring her words. I told Mavis that I must phone her parents as I did not want her to make her own way home in this state, I offered to get her a glass of water before I did this so that she could sober up a little before her parents came. Mavis’ recovery was outstanding for after just a few sips from the glass she was fully in control and accredited her sobriety to me. Little did she realise that once she had handed the bottle over to me and was out of sight I had replaced the contents of her bottle with a fresh can of coke. So her sobriety really was down to me but not in the way that Mavis originally thought.
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