Not sure if this counts, but about 18 years ago I was working away from home but returned for Xmas. My parents had moved house a few days before Xmas, about 60 or 70 miles away from where we grew up. We shared Xmas Day with friends of theirs who had made a similar house move a few months previously. As Xmas Day progressed, it dawned on me that I needed to be back "home" on Boxing Day morning for a football match. The daughter of the couple we were spending Xmas Day with also needed to return home that night and graciously offered me a lift at about 9/10pm.
During the hour long ride, we chatted about the day and our plans for the rest of the holidays. I was planning to do the rounds of friends/family before heading back down south for work. As we approached our destination I was having no luck getting in touch with my mate - I was staying at his for a few days and we were heading to the football the next day. As we got nearer and nearer to "home" my driver had a great idea - why not ditch my mate for tonight, come back to hers and just "crash" there. She had plenty of food and booze, we could relax on the sofa and watch a movie.
At this point I should say 2 things. Firstly, Abbey (my driver) was super hot and I had always had a fancy for her. Secondly I am (or was) the ultimate Captain Oblivious in these situations. I had no inkling that she was offering me anything other than a sofa to sleep on
So, as the journey continued I was adamant that I had to get to my mate's house as "that was the plan" and continually shunned her offer of a bed for the night
Eventually we got to my mate's house, I was able to hammer down the door and wake him from his post-xmas meal slumber and he let me in.
It was only after I received the coldest of hugs and the thinnest of smiles from Abbey that I realised what she'd been offering. She screeched off in her car, clearing snubbed and angry whilst my mate apologised that he had no booze in the house and no bed in his spare room.
It haunts me now what I passed up. Even just one night of lust with Abbey would have been worth 1000 football matches.
Needless to say she never offered me a lift anywhere again
