Expat: if you're lurking, you should have started the thread by now
As I was stopped by the beep-beep of the random alcohol breathalyser test on my way through the office turnstiles, I was reminded of the sick feeling I used to get at the prospect of having to blow. I would time my drinking the night before to be as sure as possible that I would be "sober" by the next morning. No wonder I passed out at 8.30 most nights And I again relived the utter shame of having been caught one day and escorted by security to an office in the bowels of the building, made to wait until they had summoned my manager to witness the 2nd test (more accurate). My small relief at that one being negative (about 45 minutes had passed by that time).
Thank feck for sobriety! As much as I would have liked to press the snooze button this morning, I was at least clearheaded when I got up and not feeling overwhelmed at the prospect of another week.
Have a good one, come snow or sunshine!
Jan: I hope you can check in and let us know if you got through the storm OK...
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