Ring, Ring, Ring

That's what I heard at 3 a.m. this morning. Surprisingly, I was still up. If you're new to this blog then you probably don't know that I work nights, so being up at 3 a.m. isn't really an insane thing for me.

I'm not going to lie, I debated on whether or not to pick up the phone. But, since I am a great friend I answered the call and was happy that I did. I'm sure most of us have had those nights where we drank too much and the thought of driving home isn't even an option. I know that I have made a call or two begging for someone to come and save me. Well, that is what happened last night.

Two of my friends called and apparently had a little too much to drink and begged for my rescuing. So what did I do? I hopped in the car and drove the 15 minutes or so to go pick them up. I picked them up and since they lived so close to me, I took them home. Of course, just dropping them off was not an option... I had to come in and socialize since I was their saving grace. We hung out, they forced me to play Gears of War 2 and we watched some of Twilight. Interesting huh?

Before we knew it, it was 6:30 a.m. and I was freaking out. I was soooo tired and needed to get home to catch at least a couple zzz's before work. So I said my good-byes and they thanked me about a million times.

So what's the moral of the story? I am that friend that will come to your saving grace if you need me. I told them I better be getting a good Christmas present. :)