Emily to Gremily

Locked Out, Blacked Out, and Everything in Between

Emily Hogan

Ever woken up in a dog crate? Given your dad's number to random guys at a bar? Locked your partner out naked in a hotel hallway? Welcome to the world of "gremlin stories", those moments when our worst, most unfiltered selves take the wheel.

Though battling illness for this milestone 10th episode, I couldn't resist sharing these listener confessions that had me cackling despite my lack of energy. From the anonymous heartbroken listener who drunk-dialed her ex at 3 AM after discovering his engagement announcement, to a deliciously petty revenge at a bachelor party where she falsely claimed her ex had never satisfied her (cue the collective gasps). These stories remind us that sometimes our most embarrassing moments become our funniest memories.

The chaos continues with a post-Memorial Day festival confusion that led to sleeping in a storage place, a girl accidentally giving her father's phone number to persistent bar suitors, and a listener's full demon-mode emergence that resulted in her boyfriend seeking refuge in the hallway wearing nothing but his birthday suit. I even share my own gremlin moment from a cruise where I accidentally locked my boyfriend out of our cabin.


These stories connect us through shared vulnerability, the recognition that we all have moments where our inner gremlins break free. What embarrassing, cringe-worthy stories are you hiding? Share your own gremlin tales by emailing emilytogremilypod@gmail.com or connecting on Instagram and TikTok @emilytogremilypod. And if this collection of chaos made you laugh, please rate the podcast 5 stars wherever you listen!

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hey guys, emily, emily to gremily, here again, we're doing a solo episode again because I got sick and we don't want to infect anyone else. Um, it's been a horrible week. I almost didn't even record an episode because I was feeling so shitty, so down and out. But this is my 10th episode. My podcast is officially double digits, so I couldn't not do an episode. Unfortunately, it's not going to have the energy that I would normally like it to have, but that's okay, I'm going to persevere and get it going.

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So with that, if you're watching, the drink of the week is a smoothie. She is an orange smoothie and it's because I need the nutrients and the vitamins. I again have been struggling so bad this week, but it's a recipe that I got from my favorite TikToker in the whole world. I love her so much Paige Sheffield Now. She used to be Paige McDonald, but now she's Paige Sheffield. But this is her anti-inflammatory smoothie. It's mango, pineapple, carrot juice, turmeric, black pepper to activate the turmeric lemon juice I know I'm oh ginger, and then I added coconut water as well. She also does do beet juice. I just didn't have that. So that's what I'm drinking. Hopefully I will get better. I feel like you can also tell my health by the way my nails look, and in my sickness I just picked off all my nails. If you're watching, I'm back to having my baby hands. So the next time you see me, I will have my nails done. I will have my hair done, because I just took an everything shower. I feel much better clean, happy, but my hair's wet. I have no nails. I probably look like absolute shit, but I got to do this, so let's get it going.

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I put it out on social media and I asked you guys. I did a poll, I said what kind of content are you looking for? And I gave the options. I said do you want gremlin stories? Do you want life and love advice? Do you want? What was the other one? Oh, more guest episodes or something else. Dm me 60% of you said gremlin stories. So that's what we're doing. This episode it's nothing but gremlin stories, which kind of made my job easier this week, considering I am having issues. So I was able to just pull the gremlin stories and go with them. All I got to do is just read. So even that, though, might be a little challenging, we might take a few breaks so I can get my life together with that. All right, the first gremlin story is anonymous. This is probably the most embarrassing moment of my life, so this needs to stay anonymous.

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The love of my life had broken up with me after two and a half years and I was absolutely devastated. Almost immediately afterwards he began dating his co-worker, who he had told me quote not to worry about. They are just friends. Insert eye roll here. They always say that. Anyway, about a year later, I'm scrolling on Instagram and see his sister posted a pic of him with his now fiance at their engagement party. I had no idea he proposed to her and maybe in the back of my mind I had hoped we would one day find our way back to each other. I was absolutely heartbroken. I told my roommate about it and she comforted me and suggested we postmates some alcohol to the apartment and drink our troubles away. That's always the best solution.

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Thus began our binge night. After finishing three bottles of wine and two boxes of tissues, I decided we needed tequila. The rest of the night became fuzzy and now I'm back in my bedroom on the phone calling my ex. Mind you, it is now 3 am. He didn't answer, but that didn't stop me from calling many times and leaving many voicemails telling him off and crying about how bad he had hurt me. The next afternoon I woke up feeling worse than I did the night before, with a text on my phone from him saying, quote I'm sorry you're hurt, but I've moved on, and so should you. By the way, his sister blocked me, which is probably for the best. Oh, my goodness, I'm so sorry girl.

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So I picked this one because I didn't have a story to. Actually, with most of these, I don't have a story with them, I just grabbed them because I thought they were funny. But this one, I wanted to tell you that that's okay and I think, even though he's an asshole, I do think he's right. I feel like now you have your closure, you can move on with your life and you can find your person. You said that he was the love of your life. Obviously he's not, because if he was, he wouldn't have treated you like that. So you haven't found the love of your life just yet, but you will, and when you are able to move on from this guy and heal, you'll be able to find your actual person. Unfortunately, this is just a sad story, but that's okay. We all do embarrassing things and you know, like we say before, we hope they get the life that they deserve, and that's what will happen with him. He'll get the life he deserves, and so will you. You deserve happiness. You deserve your love and your person, so you will find the love of your life. He wasn't it, so ditch him. She can have him right. Okay.

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This next one is Samantha. Samantha says I'm taking this back to 2013. I'm the maid of honor in my best friend's wedding and her groom's best man, my ex. See, my friend and I had met them both together in a bar a few years back. They made it. We didn't. The breakup wasn't too horrible, no cheating. We just ended up clashing too much Very much oil and water. So we were able to be around each other without too much issue, at least for the sake of our friends.

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Now I don't know why, but the bride and groom decided to have a joint bachelor bachelorette party in Nashville. We each have our own activities for the most part, but also have group activities. One of the group activities was playing drinking games, including Never have I Ever the question gets asked never have I ever had an orgasm. I'm already deep with my whiskey and something came over me and I looked my ex dead in the eye and said never, it was a total lie, but I felt like being mean. The whole party erupted with oh. My ex was pissed, but it made me laugh. So all is well that ends well. Bye, samantha.

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Samantha, I fucking love this. I fucking love you. Fuck. Yeah, you know what, if you guys make each other mad anyway, might as well just fucking add it on, but I love that. You know now he's gonna probably question his existence and time be. Oh wait, this was 12 years ago, eh, whatever, I'm sure he still thinks about it, though guys never get over something like that. They're always like harping on it and worried about it, and you know, if you have to take him down a peg or two, oh well, all right, all right.

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This next one is from Lucy. Lucy says this happened this past Saturday for Memorial Weekend. Our town has a big festival for Memorial Weekend. I think of it as a mini Fourth of July. My roommate and I went walking through and met up with a few friends and just enjoyed the day. At night we went to our favorite bar, which is down the street from our house. I don't remember leaving the bar. But when I woke up I was for sure in my living room but in our big dog, crate. My roommate has a huge German Shepherd that she is crate training and in my drunken state I decided to switch places with the dog. Luckily, the door wasn't closed and I was able to slip out. It was a good day. Thanks for reading, lucy. Like I said, I don't have a story for any of these. I just grabbed them because they were funny and I love that. Yeah, that's a good one. So I figured the dog is sleeping outside the crate like watching you sleep in the crate, which is funny as hell. And it was super recent. We just did it, we just had it. So I love that for you All right. This next one is from Madison Madison says.

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During my freshman year of college I was kind of scared to go out and drink, but my roommate convinced me to go out with her after her uncle made me a convincing fake ID. I know it's illegal, blah, blah blah. So we go to the local bar where they card, but not super well, just for my own peace of mind. We get in and I start to get excited. I wasn't a big drinker so I wasn't sure what to order. I ended up just going with the flow and getting drinks along with my friends at their pace. Big mistake I was white girl, wasted by 11 pm, but I was feeling myself and even though I was messy, I was having a great time. I think the boys thought that I was an easy target because, like your friend said before, men are trash, thank you. So I was getting hit on left and right. I obviously wasn't going to go home with any of them, but they were a little relentless. So I started giving out a fake number saying text me and we would hook up sometime. I didn't think too much about the number I was saying.

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The following day I didn't think too much about the number I was saying. The following day I received a call from my dad asking what was going on and if I was okay. Confused, I said yes and asked why Turned out. My drunk brain decided to tell all these boys my dad's phone number. I have no idea why. I tried to make up some lame excuse as to why they would be texting him. That didn't involve illegal drinking, but I don't think he bought it, madison.

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Okay, I have a couple things with this the uncle making the fake ID. What kind of family is this? If I would have asked my uncle to make me a fake ID, he would have told me to scram. So I'm assuming that this is an uncle. That is like very close in age, like an age gap between the mother, father and the uncle, because that's weird and wild. But giving out a fake number that's your dad's, that's insane.

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I used to give out fake numbers, um, but I stopped doing it. I mean, I haven't done it in a long time, but I stopped doing it because I got nervous that the guys were going to ask me to repeat the number back and obviously I was just throwing numbers out of my mouth. So I was like, so then when they would ask, I would just straight up say no, which is like we should be able to reject a guy if we don't want to talk to them further, like just, you know, thank you for the small conversation and the drink and toodaloo. I don't know why we're so afraid to say no, goodbye. That's because men are scary, because men can be trash. That's why, good God, come on, men do better. Not all men, but you know, you get what I'm trying to say Okay.

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This last one is Marcella. She says this is a story from my early 20s. For reference, I am now 36 with two kids. I was away with my boyfriend on a trip to Miami. We are from Orlando. We had been partying and drinking for the past two days and that night went clubbing and went back to the hotel room to get freaky After doing the deed. We were just laying there naked and he made some little comment. I can't remember what he said, but I just saw red. I came flying at him with my chancla and started screaming at him, telling him to get out. He panicked, asking what was wrong, and I just kept screaming at him, with him dodging everything I threw. He ran out of the room naked and I locked him out.

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All of the anger must have exhausted me, because I passed out and woke up a couple hours later to a knock at the door. I opened it and it was him asking to come back, this time with a towel around his waist. I let him in and asked him what he's been doing. He said the neighbor guys heard the shouting and came to peek and then gave him a towel to sit in and he had been sitting outside the door. This entire time I felt bad and apologized. I don't think I became a gremlin, but a full on demon. I no longer drink or party for that exact reason. Marciela oh my God, that poor guy. I do wonder what he said, though, because depending on what he said, I either will or will not feel bad for him. Depending on what he said, I either will or will not feel bad for him. This is the only story I kind of have a story for, but it wasn't like bad.

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So a few years ago, my boyfriend and I went on a cruise to Mexico, and it was supposed to be a cruise from Los Angeles to Ensenada and then Cabo. Unfortunately, there was a hurricane that hit the Cabo so we couldn't go, which was the whole point of us wanting to go on the cruise, because we had just been to Ensenada. So it was an extra day at sea, and then, on top of it, we're like we're not going to get off at Ensenada because we were never planning on it. So we just basically spent like five days on this ship. We got the full inclusive drink package, which means we drank our body weight in Tito's, and we had a great time, but the last night I wasn't feeling well because you know it'd been five days of just binge drinking and we were at the casino and he was like playing and kind of winning, and I was just like like I need to like go back to the room. I don't feel good, but you stay here.

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I stumble my butt all the way to the room, I make it, I get in the room and I fall asleep. And by fall asleep I mean I pass out, like clothes on laying cross, like diagonal on the bed, pass out. And that was that. I didn't really think much of it. I wake up the next morning and or he wakes me up the next morning because we have to pack and like get ready to, you know, disembark. And he's like do you know what you did last night? And I was like oh God, no, what'd I do? Thinking like I remembered the whole night, and he's like you locked me out.

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I and he's like you locked me out. I was like what do you mean? I locked you out like you didn't have your key and he's like no, I had my key, but you put the latch on the door so I couldn't get in. Like it was like having a chain on the door and I was like, oh my god, so like would you do? And he said he had to, like he was knocking, knocking, knocking. But then it was getting late and he's like, oh great, I'm gonna piss off like all the neighbors. So he had to go to like the concierge and tell them what happened.

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And then someone walked with. He had to prove who he was first, because you know safety, but he had to. They walked him to the room and they used this little like contraption thing to go under the door and undo the lot, the latch, and then he was able to get in, which also is scary because, like what, if, like some nefarious person who works for the cruise line wanted to use that? But I digress anyway. So he was able to get back in the room but he was like you were knocked the fuck out because I was like pounding on the door. He's like even like the guy came in like to let me in and he's like you didn't even hear us talking and laughing. He's like, and yeah, he's like, it was crazy. He's like, and then I had to move you, like, flop you over to your side, because you were fully across the bed. It was insane, but I have.

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I have locked someone out before, but I didn't, it wasn't a fight. I didn't, it wasn't a fight. I didn't do it on purpose, it was just I was drunk and I guess I didn't really think about it. I just locked it. You know, I just wanted to, you know, not get killed or anything. So, yeah, that's what happened. So again, sorry, babe, but you're fine, you made it in, you're good.

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Okay, guys, that's the end of the Gremlin stories. A short one, but I almost didn't do it because I am struggling. I feel like you can hear it in my voice that I'm down and out. But yeah, next week I'll be coming back, looking my best and have nails on, so you don't have to look at my bib hands, because my hands look way too small without nails, which I probably shouldn't point out, because now you guys are going to look at that.

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All right, so if you want to send in any gremlin stories, you can email me, or gremlin stories, or if you want advice on anything, you can email the podcast. It is emily2gramilypod at gmailcom. Make sure to give me a follow on Instagram and TikTok it is emily2gramilypod and then make sure to rate this podcast five stars wherever you're listening Apple Podcasts, spotify, iheartradio, listen Notes, podcast Index, pocket Casts, what else we got, I don't even know. Castro Overcast. All the ones, all the ones, wherever you're listening. Give me a five star and yeah, that's the episode. Again, I'll be back next week and it'll be a much better episode. I promise this was a disaster. I'm going to drink my anti-inflammatory drink. Get better. And yeah, cheersies, bye.

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