Every time I went to one of these I accidentally got black out drunk.
One time I was with my (now) wife’s workmates and superiors and accidentally got smashed as usualy (the wine waiter who did the formal dinners at that collese knew my name). My (now) wife realised it was all spiraling out of control so suggested maybe I might want to go to the common room for a bit and pretend to have a phone call with some water. After 45 minutes she came to look for me as I wasn’t responding to her subtle messages and found me singing The Beautiful People on Rock Band with three other guys on the other toy instruments.
I was having the time of my life, but in retrospect I realise how my actions were quite selfish.