Jen Harvey, bartender at Screwballs

“So, this guy comes into the bar, has a few drinks, pays his tab and sits in the corner. A few more regulars come in and notice that the guy is passed out. I tried to get him up, give him some water, but it wasn’t working. He [woke up and] tried to walk out of the back door for 20 minutes, but couldn’t even find the handle—plus, it was locked. Then the guy managed to make it to the bathroom, where we heard a loud SLAM! … When I went to check in on him, all of his clothes were off except his socks. We left him there—I wasn’t quite sure what else to do—until he woke up. Eventually he left, and the only thing he left behind were his dirty drawers [that] he tried to hide underneath [a copy of] the Weekly.”

Screwballs, 2460 W. Warm Springs Road

— As told to Patrick Moulin