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What is the worst place you've ever slept? (1 Viewer)

The Z Machine

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And you actually had to sleep there for more than 2 hours for it to count.

Does have to be on purpose, you may have passed out. Could be a park bench, an airport, a bathtub at a hostel. Give us your worst place you've ever slept story.
 
Hmmm…probably under the sink in a hotel bathroom because my snoring was bothering my wife so much

I moved from the bed to the couch and then finally grabbed a couch cushion and went into the bathroom and slept as described above

That or on the floor of a hotel in a puddle of my own vomit

Or jail that kind of sucked
 
On a cot in the Denver airport, outside of a toy store, right by the escalators. Some maintenance dude started vacuuming said store at like 2AM. Also, for some reason there were a lot of birds (mainly sparrows) flying around. Negligible actual sleep was had.
 
At the office on the floor a few times for server recoveries. Forgot one, I spent a few nights in an ER waiting room area when my brother was on life support.
 
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On a floor with a stack of textbooks as pillows at a college frat house after way too much Natural Ice. This was New Year’s Eve 12/31/99. I still recall how awful I felt the next morning. Happy new millennium?

Though, I’d say the most awkward/worse night of sleep ever was after a date. Had driven two hours away (was set up). Date went fine, we were drinking, then unfortunately it turned political. Basically, she goes really sharp in one political direction (doesn’t matter which way as I can’t respect either extreme) and I said something half joking to push her button. Again, we are both drunk. Well, she storms off and I basically have to chase after her bc my car was at her place and I had never been to her town before. This is also pre-Uber and taxis weren’t readily available (Duluth Minnesota back in the mid-2000s).

She’s annoyed but eventually we get back to her place and she’s like “what are you doing??” I go, “look, I know this date needs to end but I am legitimately drunk and can’t drive. If there’s a hotel nearby I’ll happily walk to it but I don’t know what else to do. If I thought I could drive I promise you I would but I’m drunk and I really can't.”

It was cold, so to my somewhat fortunate surprise she tells me I can come in to sleep. She had a small apartment so no guest bed. With serious hesitation she tells me I can sleep in her bed but I can’t touch her. I slept in my clothes on top of the sheets. About six cold, very awkward hours later after some terrible sleep I feel sober enough to leave so I do. Never spoke to or heard from her again.

Tl;dr: Worst night of actual sleep was wasted NYE and slept on a floor and literally used textbooks for pillows. However, most uncomfortable was sleeping in the same bed with a girl I just met who absolutely hated me.
 
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NorvilleBarnes said:
Behind the wheel of my car on I4. Woke up when the tires hit some reflectors and looked around to see my 3 passengers :shock::eek::ph34r:
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I dozed off once while driving. London ON back to Detroit. Crushed like 4 pieces of pizza for lunch, had AC on full blast and listening to a boring Tigers game on the 401, felt myself nodding off and then crossed the rumble strip and skimmed the concrete barrier in the median. Thank god I was in the left lane and there was a median or I’d probably be dead or have been severely injured

Scared the **** out of me
 
gonna have to go with on the remnants of a sofa that got destroyed at a house party. place was packed. had no way to get back where we came from, walk was too far, driving was out of the question. every other feasible spot was occupied by other sleepers, or people were still partying and no one had claimed the sofa.

had no idea until i woke up the next afternoon that the sofa, which looked completely intact when i laid down, was actually obliterated. no more legs, cushions were torn to bits, parts of it all over the room. i was essentially laying on the hardwood floor, with a couple wrecked cushion covers and some wood shards between me and the ground.

woke up to the sound of a marching band and started drinking. what a terrible, terrible weekend for my physical wellbeing.
 
pick from these...............

1 - under row chairs in Denver airport for 2 night while snowed in.
2 - on top of a washing machine/dryer in a laundry room at a party at Texas A&M when I was a sophomore at Baylor........it was the night Gibson hit his homer in the WS though, and I do remember watching that. California coolers killed me that night.
3 - A larger girls bed.............after not listening to my friends that were in a band in college when I told them that I was going to hook up w/ this hottie............they told me she was "big" hottie, but I disagreed..........should have listened as she was much bigger the next morning and I'm still reminded of it 38 years later. They need love, right???????
4 - The garage floor because my friend dropped me off after a fantasy football draft/night out. I knew the code to the garage, but didn't have a key to the door (and my girlfriend at the time as a safety nut). Didn't want to wake up her up and get yelled at that night (it was just delayed though, and I did have to spray wash the puke out of the garage).
 
I guess not anywhere too bad. In a shack one night, concrete floor in New Mexico where the temps dropped very quickly and I was not at all prepared for that. My dad and I decided we were getting a hotel room for the rest of the trip.
 
I have two pretty crazy ones.

I was roughly 8 years old and we were making our yearly Christmas trip to Iowa from Michigan and there was a nasty blizzard outside. My dad being cheap and stubborn refused to stop and pay for a hotel for the night. My mom has retold the story and said that you couldn't see more than 50 feet in front of the car. We spun out and ended up in the ditch on Christmas Eve morning at like 2 am. The car was leaking gas and there was over a foot of snow on the ground. My dad made an igloo and we went inside and stayed warm in our sleeping bags and my dad lit some Sternos.

About 6 hours later we got lucky that a guy seen us as he drove by and picked us up and drove us the other 3 and half hours to our destination in Iowa.

My other story was when I was in my 20's and my husband (boyfriend at the time) decided to take me downtown Detroit for dinner, Tigers game and casino trip. We stayed out all night and won like 600 dollars. On the drive home at like 4 am his old truck caught on fire and we were forced to stop and evacuate the car at an overpass in Detroit. It was pitch black out and we couldn't see anything and didn't even know which direction to walk in. We took a random guess and found an abandoned building about a half mile away and quietly snuck inside. We huddled together in a corner by the door. I slept and he stayed awake for a few hours until it was light enough to find a place with a working pay phone. The 600 dollars we won didn't even cover the down payment for his new car.
 
Mine was sleeping on the floor in a tiny Paris apartment with some random friend of friends. I needed a place to crash before I got on a train to... somewhere. Anyway, I didn't have a pillow or cushion or anything so I laid down on a towel and put my jacket over me. Used my backpack as a pillow. Had to wake up at like 6 AM to make sure I made the train. Very uncomfortable and restless. Wish I would had an edible back then, my anxiety was through the roof.

I think the person renting the apartment was like a minor league beauty parent winner from a region outside Paris and she wanted to try and get into the Parisian fashion industry. I was hoping for a shot with her, but there was no chance. She had to turn down like 4 guys a day at least. Sleeping there was better than the train station as I was less likely to get robbed.
 
Stardust Hotel. Daytona, FL. 1994 Daytona 500. Was an obvious dump ....lights didn't work, mice, screened door as the hotel room door, etc. Woke up around midnight to find 50+ cockroaches in bed with me. Still gives me shivers.

I have slept on the hard ground in a sleeping bag in multiple places. That never bothered me. But roaches crawling on my face ... ughh.

Oh, and the race was won by Sterling Marlin in the #4 Kodak Chevrolet. And the Winston Cup chicks were smokeshows.
 
Airport floor in Miami waiting for a delayed flight to Jamaica. Probably only actually asleep for 45 minutes total, but we laid there for like 3 hours waiting.
 
I once woke up on top of some lockers at the Munich train station after an Octoberfest night, found myself looking at a dozen used needles scattered around me. No idea how I got up there or why, but freaked out a bit until I found a locker key in my pocket and all my stuff was in there, including an unfinished beer. Found my buddy a half hour later sprawled out on a bench with his duffel bag open, no shirt on and his sony Walkman (yes) playing through his headphones at high volume while thousands of morning commuters walked past. Years later, his dad taught my property class in law school. These were the dark years. Also once slept on the floor of the Berlin train station - Bahnhof Zoo - was on some cardboard that was used by the numerous homeless people sleeping around us. We were woken up by a large German Shepard barking at us and some very serious cops.
 
The Z Machine said:
Mine was sleeping on the floor in a tiny Paris apartment with some random friend of friends. I needed a place to crash before I got on a train to... somewhere. Anyway, I didn't have a pillow or cushion or anything so I laid down on a towel and put my jacket over me.
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I would have killed for a towel-pillow. It was summer, so I didn't need a jacket-blanket.

Anyway, after pulling an all-nighter at the beach, found there was nowhere to sleep at their house, so settled down on the kitchen floor. Linoleum. Not the most comfortable location.
Was awakened when one of the roommates slopped hot coffee across my legs.

Good times.
 
1a) DFW airport, Terminal C, outside the security checkpoint. Had been stuck in LA for an extra 4 days due to a huge icestorm, and took a chance flying in during a safe window. Didn't think about how I was going to get home from the airport. Plane landed late, went out to parking to find my car frozen shut. Headed back to the terminal to sleep off the night and only found a bench with armrest every 2 feet so had to wrap myself around those to try and sleep. honestly the floor would have been better.

1b) Boy Scout campout with my son and daughter. We only did like a year with the Scouts and I knew/know very little about camping, nor have the gear for it. Weather was 78 degrees when we left and everything showed it was supposed to remain about that for the overnight trip. We borrowed a buddy's tent, bought three cheap sleeping bags, and a couple comforters to put below us. After a day of "fun" and "ceremony" (which my son forgot his uniform so he couldn't do), we started to call it a night. The temperature dropped 52 degrees in about four hours time. I was too stubborn to ask for help and the kids slept through it, but I was so cold I could only sleep for a few minutes at a time. At one point, I was the worst Dad ever, and walked the 500 yards to the cars and sat in my running car to just get feeling in my fingers and toes again. We broke camp at first light and were the first campers to leave. Ironically headed straight to Buc-ee's for warm kolaches and coffee.
 
It's a tie for me. One time I woke up under a stairwell in these apartments that were on the other side of town. I was 15 and drunk/high out of my mind. Not sure how I got there. Had to walk a long way to find a payphone to get a ride home. The other time I woke up under the kitchen table at my buddies house after a new years eve party. Naked with just a sheet over me and his sister's friend who I ended up hooking up with. That sounds great. Was not great. She was not someone I am proud of. Literally wanted to chew my arm off to get away. :bag:
 
Dr_Zaius said:
On a cot in the Denver airport, outside of a toy store, right by the escalators. Some maintenance dude started vacuuming said store at like 2AM. Also, for some reason there were a lot of birds (mainly sparrows) flying around. Negligible actual sleep was had.
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coopersdad said:
pick from these...............

1 - under row chairs in Denver airport for 2 night while snowed in.
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Denver airport was the worst for me as well. I got stuck outside of security because I wanted to get to my checked luggage which I was told was at baggage claim. It wasn't. And it was late at night so security wouldn't let me back in. Some kind of Little League World Series type baseball tournament was going on in Denver, literally no hotel room I could find under $300 and I was a college kid at the time so I slept on the floor of the Denver airport outside of security. I still have a crick in my neck 20 years later.
 
the moops said:
In a ditch in the median of a highway outside of Boston. No idea how I got there, but I woke up there
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I love hearing "woke up in a strange place with no clue how I got there" stories. Mine is in a hammock on a beach in Cancun. Last memory prior was inside of Tequila Boom bar/club, and the hammock was outside of a hotel that was several miles away from the hotel I was actually staying at. Still to this day 20+ years later I have no idea how I got there.
 
I also slept inside the Sioux Falls airport all alone overnight in1993 And when I say all alone, I mean I had the entire airport to myself. Plane landed at 10:30 pm and I was the only one on it. There were no taxis. Uber didn't exist. No cell phones. The airport was closed. no gate agents. nobody. it was entirely empty. Wasn't the worst night, but very creepy. I got dressed for a work meeting at like 6 am the next morning while standing on the luggage carousel I had slept on. Took the first taxi that showed up. Felt like The Walking Dead.
 
wlwiles said:
Denver airport was the worst for me as well. I got stuck outside of security because I wanted to get to my checked luggage which I was told was at baggage claim. It wasn't. And it was late at night so security wouldn't let me back in. Some kind of Little League World Series type baseball tournament was going on in Denver, literally no hotel room I could find under $300 and I was a college kid at the time so I slept on the floor of the Denver airport outside of security. I still have a crick in my neck 20 years later.
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We missed our connecting flight due to thunderstorms, so didn't have luggage either. This was late evening and during widespread wildfires so we were told by the agent that there weren't any available hotel rooms for dozens of miles. We were told by a business traveler to get down to gate whatever to grab a cot before they were all out. So we did get the cots, but the pillows and sheets apparently hadn't been laundered from the previous night's use. The same business guy told me he had spent 3 nights in the airport that month. A little while later I saw that guy disappear into a weird cubicle area with his stuff, so presumably he had found a somewhat secluded good sleeping spot during his previous overnight stays.
 
msudaisy26 said:
I have two pretty crazy ones.

I was roughly 8 years old and we were making our yearly Christmas trip to Iowa from Michigan and there was a nasty blizzard outside. My dad being cheap and stubborn refused to stop and pay for a hotel for the night. My mom has retold the story and said that you couldn't see more than 50 feet in front of the car. We spun out and ended up in the ditch on Christmas Eve morning at like 2 am. The car was leaking gas and there was over a foot of snow on the ground. My dad made an igloo and we went inside and stayed warm in our sleeping bags and my dad lit some Sternos.

About 6 hours later we got lucky that a guy seen us as he drove by and picked us up and drove us the other 3 and half hours to our destination in Iowa.

My other story was when I was in my 20's and my husband (boyfriend at the time) decided to take me downtown Detroit for dinner, Tigers game and casino trip. We stayed out all night and won like 600 dollars. On the drive home at like 4 am his old truck caught on fire and we were forced to stop and evacuate the car at an overpass in Detroit. It was pitch black out and we couldn't see anything and didn't even know which direction to walk in. We took a random guess and found an abandoned building about a half mile away and quietly snuck inside. We huddled together in a corner by the door. I slept and he stayed awake for a few hours until it was light enough to find a place with a working pay phone. The 600 dollars we won didn't even cover the down payment for his new car.
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Homemade igloo in the highway median next to a wrecked car, and abandoned building in middle of nowhere I think take the cake so far in this thread over some other pretty terrible situations. Sheesh.
 
Cold metal bench in The Tombs at the Manhattan Detention Complex.

I was visiting my buddy from high school when he was playing college football out on Staten Island. We were in the city, and after a long night, we were outside a bar throwing bags of trash at each other. We got a little mouthy with the cops when they showed up, and spent the night in The Tombs (Judge the next day: You two idiots wanna throw bags of trash at each other, do it at home, get out of here).

My main reason for regretting that sleep: Inside with us was a streetwalker of indeterminate gender. They were handcuffed (hands behind back) and managed to get a cigarette out, light it behind their back, and was happily smoking when I woke up. Super impressive.
 
Two come to mind: drunk tank in San Marcos, TX (was in wrong place at wrong time, caught fleeing the scene of a fight I wasn't even in... and they got me for public intoxication... wasn't even drunk). That was terrible. I don't know if I actually slept but must have nodded off a few times so it counts. And got the charge completely removed from my record, as it should.

And second, and it happened on multiple nights, was the floor of my fraternity meeting room. Nasty, 20-year old thin carpet that had probably 100 different types of "fluids" spilled on them.
 
I slept in a ditch outside of Jacksonville when I was hitchhiking from Spring break to a protest in Washington DC. I spent the next night alongside the highway near Richmond but Jacksonville was worse because ants got into the food I was planning to eat in the morning.
 
GroveDiesel said:
msudaisy26 said:
I have two pretty crazy ones.

I was roughly 8 years old and we were making our yearly Christmas trip to Iowa from Michigan and there was a nasty blizzard outside. My dad being cheap and stubborn refused to stop and pay for a hotel for the night. My mom has retold the story and said that you couldn't see more than 50 feet in front of the car. We spun out and ended up in the ditch on Christmas Eve morning at like 2 am. The car was leaking gas and there was over a foot of snow on the ground. My dad made an igloo and we went inside and stayed warm in our sleeping bags and my dad lit some Sternos.

About 6 hours later we got lucky that a guy seen us as he drove by and picked us up and drove us the other 3 and half hours to our destination in Iowa.

My other story was when I was in my 20's and my husband (boyfriend at the time) decided to take me downtown Detroit for dinner, Tigers game and casino trip. We stayed out all night and won like 600 dollars. On the drive home at like 4 am his old truck caught on fire and we were forced to stop and evacuate the car at an overpass in Detroit. It was pitch black out and we couldn't see anything and didn't even know which direction to walk in. We took a random guess and found an abandoned building about a half mile away and quietly snuck inside. We huddled together in a corner by the door. I slept and he stayed awake for a few hours until it was light enough to find a place with a working pay phone. The 600 dollars we won didn't even cover the down payment for his new car.
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Homemade igloo in the highway median next to a wrecked car, and abandoned building in middle of nowhere I think take the cake so far in this thread over some other pretty terrible situations. Sheesh.
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I was really lucky. I really didn't understand the situations and how serious they were. I was only 8 for the first one and had quite a few drinks and was extremely tired the second one.
 
Galileo said:
On the concrete behind the high school bleachers in November (NE Ohio = cold). But, I did have a piece of cardboard under me so that was a plus.
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I have a minute or two of time so I will elaborate a little on this. It is not as random as it may sound. I have actually done this 4 or 5 times now as part of an event at school to increase empathy and raise awareness for homelessness. Usually we get about 20 students along with a couple faculty members to spend the night outdoors in the stadium. The stadium adds a little security since it is fenced in. We always schedule when it gets a bit colder and uncomfortable outside. Students bring cardboard boxes and such for a little shelter/padding. We do it on a Thursday with the expectation that the students must be in school the next day. The feeling and experience of trying to get through the next day after a night of discomfort and sleep depravation gives just a little taste of what it must be like to endure that day after day.

I have also spent the night on the South Padre Island beach with 3 of my college buddies. This sounds a lot more luxurious than it actually is. We were stupid and unprepared college kids. We showed up for spring break with pretty much nothing but our clothes, a couple towels, plenty of alcohol and weed without any plan for place to stay. So the first night we literally stayed on the beach. Sand does not make for the most comfortable bed. I think the worst part of that was actually the next day being out in the sun from sunrise to sunset without sunscreen. We paid the price. We slept in the car just across the border from Matamoros, Mexico on another night. We were fortunate to hook up with a few people we knew to snag some available condo floor space for a few nights although a couple of us got lucky and found a bed to share ;). Sleeping accommodations may have sucked, but all in all it was a great spring break!
 
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