@weeksy
have done similar, went for an intended couple of pints after work. which turned into workmates holding my nose and pouring shots down my throat.
ended up back at work to collect my bike at 2am. Guys in the office were so worried they phoned my wife to come and meet me.
apparently they had begged me to leave the bike there and they’d get me a lift home, but I wasn’t having it.
my wife said she could see my lights weaving all over the path, she thought i was trying to ride it, but i was using it to hold me ‘upright’
i was lucky, no injuries.
cannae actually remember any of it, everything I know Ive been told.