A relatively short while ago, I was out drinking with a fairly large group of friends, celebrating a birthday. It was a good afternoon and evening of drinking that eventually ended with just me, my girlfriend, the male friend whose birthday it was, and a female friend of his. It got to about 2am, and we had gradually wound our way to one of the usual places we tend to end up at at that sorta time—a rock and metal bar playing very loud music. At one point, the two girls went out for a smoke, leaving my friend and I inside, drunk and listening to Iron Maiden playing very loud (but not loud enough; never loud enough) on the gigantic speakers. My friend leans in to me and says, ‘So I need your advice.’ I sway a little bit, puff up with pride that someone would seek my wise counsel, and respond with, ‘Go for it.’ ‘I think [redacted] wants to sleep with me tonight. We’re friends and I’ve never thought about doing this with her. What should I do?’ Confidently and with no hesitation I shoot back with: ‘Do it. What’s the worst that could happen?’ We clink our glasses to together in celebration of a learned summit concluded.
Cut to me waking up hungover the next morning/afternoon to one solitary message from him on my phone, received a few minutes earlier:
‘You’re a c**t.’
Anyway on a totally unrelated note here’s a Reddit thread about the worst advice people have ever been given. Check out the ‘highlights’ below: