My roommate told me this... he went out drinking with coworkers one night and everybody bought a round. When he was leaving to go home, he was about as drunk as he's ever been. He was waiting for a trolley at North Station when he lay down on a bench and fell asleep. After a while, he woke up, in the same position, on a bench at Brookline Vilage. He has no recollection as to how he got there.