I drank my head off last night. About to leave work- get a call from the biggest alcoholic in my industry- she is very late stage (Jack Daniels from morning until night)- has no job - her boyfriend died in Feb from cancer and she got laid off from her job last June. She had a job interview yesterday and was near my office and wanted to know if I wanted to have a drink. Obviously I should have said no.
Now mind you this woman has been calling me every day since my daughter was diagnosed with autism, extremely supportive and a lovely woman but she is not someone I should be actually spending time with. She must have fallen down since the last time I saw her because she is missing her front top three teeth and looks awful. She has no health insurance and was talking with her hand over her mouth, obviously embarrassed, and her hand was shaking from the boozing.
We sat outside at this nice place right at Grand Central Station and I had 5 glasses of wine and she had 5 Jack Daniels (and god knows how many she had before that but that's not the point I guess right? I'll stop talking about her now).
My husband didn't even ask me how much I had because he never would have imagined because I wasn't even that drunk so I shared a bottle and a half of wine with him! So how many is that exactly??? 9? 10 glasses?
It was so weird too because I sipped the first one for like an hour and was so happy, even the second was slow, but in total I drank 5 glasses in about 3 hours. After the first two I was acting like my old self again. I dranks tons of water throughout and took Aleve and stuff before bed so I didn't get the horrific Topa hangover but I feel awful about this.
Now mind you this woman has been calling me every day since my daughter was diagnosed with autism, extremely supportive and a lovely woman but she is not someone I should be actually spending time with. She must have fallen down since the last time I saw her because she is missing her front top three teeth and looks awful. She has no health insurance and was talking with her hand over her mouth, obviously embarrassed, and her hand was shaking from the boozing.
We sat outside at this nice place right at Grand Central Station and I had 5 glasses of wine and she had 5 Jack Daniels (and god knows how many she had before that but that's not the point I guess right? I'll stop talking about her now).
My husband didn't even ask me how much I had because he never would have imagined because I wasn't even that drunk so I shared a bottle and a half of wine with him! So how many is that exactly??? 9? 10 glasses?
It was so weird too because I sipped the first one for like an hour and was so happy, even the second was slow, but in total I drank 5 glasses in about 3 hours. After the first two I was acting like my old self again. I dranks tons of water throughout and took Aleve and stuff before bed so I didn't get the horrific Topa hangover but I feel awful about this.
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