To Rufie or Not to Rufie

A girl (who wishes to remain anonymous) emailed us with her scary story. We wanted to publish this story, in hopes that it may help some people realize what others can be capable of. Please protect yourself, so that this doesn't happen to you.

My friend and I decided to have a girls night out one Friday night. It turned out to be a horrible night for me, probably for her too. We had decided to go to a quaint, little bar. Not to get wild, but just to relax and have a little fun. This kid about our age (21-24) kept coming to our table and asking us questions. You know, questions that guys ask when they are interested in “getting to know you”. I was totally ignoring him and paying more attention to my midori sour. He wouldn’t take a hint and kept blabbing away about his family and blah blah blah. He finally left our table and we were like so excited because of his departure. We kept drinking and I got up to dance a couple of times. My drink never left the table and neither did my friend. She never got up to do anything but go to the bathroom a couple of times, but I was always at the table when she went. We had some of the same guys that were hanging out with and coming up to our table asking us to dance. We rejected all of them because they were total losers. We partied all the way until closing time and by that time we had a good buzz going on.

Time to leave the bar…dun, dun, dun.

We got into my Rodeo and I drove about a ½ mile down the road and had to turn back. My vision started getting very blurry at a rapid speed. I still can’t believe that I made it back to the bar safely. I told my friend…”Go inside and get someone to help, I can’t drive”. I then went into the backseat of my car and laid down. At that time my sight went totally blind and I started puking like crazy. I could hear everything around me perfectly well but my body went into a paralyzed state. I got so scared because I had never felt this way after drinking. And trust me, I have a good 6 years of drinking under my belt. My body would only respond if I needed to throw up and then I could push my head out the door. Other than that, I was helpless. I probably puked a good 10 times before and after I got home. I heard and could comprehend conversation in the car. I couldn’t talk, move or see anything. It’s like being in a vegetable state and having no control over you own self.

We arrived safely at my house and I had to be carried into the house. I was put on my couch with throw up all over me. My brother came down to see what was going on and by the looks of me, he thought I was dead. I was carried upstairs to my room and went to sleep. I again threw up all over myself and I could’ve died just from inhaling it. The morning came too slow for me.

I woke up and felt fine except for the fact that I stunk horribly. I remembered everything that happened to me and was puzzled. I talked to as many people as I could about my night at the bar. Everyone thinks that I was drugged and probably by a drug called ruffies. I have since read stories about the date rape drug and I too believe that was the case. It is scary to think that someone could do something that horrible to another person. I wouldn’t want anyone to go through what I had to encounter. Especially if there were other intentions involved.

If you ever go to a bar or club always make sure that you keep your drinks covered and never leave them alone. If you go to the bathroom or to dance, take them with you. If you can’t do that, just order a new one. I am actually alive and able to spread this message. There are other people that were given too much of this drug and have died. Don’t find out the hard way, protect yourself.