In my younger and much dumber college-age drinking days I have been known to have passed out on my front porch on at least one occasion. Luckily for me, it was an enclosed porch and I had a coat and gloves on. University of Minnesota sophomore Alyssa Jo Lommel, unfortunately did not get off as easy. While the 19-year-old was wearing a coat and UGG boots she had no gloves on and her hands were three times their normal size, with skin split from palm to finger when she was found last Saturday morning after spending the night outside in subzero temperatures.
From The Minneapolis Star Tribune:
According to a police report released Tuesday, Lommel, a 19-year-old sophomore, had been out with friends Friday evening. She got home from work about 5:30 p.m. or a little later, ate a bagel for dinner and poured herself a drink, her roommate told police. About 10:30, she and a roommate got a ride to a friend’s house, where they played a drinking game with cards called “ride the bus.” Lommel lost several rounds and had to take a shot.
Friends told police that Lommel’s drink of choice was tequila. A Friday afternoon update on her Twitter account said “tequila shots tonight.” A roommate later told police that Lommel had been taking medication daily.
Sometime after 11 p.m., the group went to another party, the report said, but Lommel soon told her roommate she was leaving.
The roommate stayed at the party while friends picked up Lommel, drove her to the front of her house on Woodland Avenue near campus, unlocked the doors and watched her get out. She was buzzed but not intoxicated, friends told police. She was talking and walking.
They drove away without watching Lommel go inside. It was about midnight.
Windchills reached 36 below overnight, according to the National Weather Service. Two of Lommel’s roommates arrived home without noticing anything amiss, one a few hours later, another in the daylight of the morning.
A woman riding down the street with her boyfriend about 9:30 a.m. Saturday happened to spot Lommel. She called police, telling them she’d found an unconscious young woman outside on a porch.
I joke in the title of this post, but this story is no laughing matter. Things happen when you’re drinking, I understand that, but if you’re sober enough to manage to drive your friend home you should at the very least be responsible enough to watch her enter the house.