Oh yeah, they’re cursing my name tonight

Poor kids, not a single one of them can hold a drink without being “wreaked”. They are so going to hate me tomorrow (I was buying)- at least military wife will. Dear child was actually trying to pace me! Ya can’t pace a (former hahahahaha!) alcoholic, hon. Five mixed drinks and two shots later….poor, poor girl.

The worst part? Heh, the 19 year old boss is probably holding military wife’s head while she projectile vomits. The best part? I drank more and feel fine.

Sadly, I’m almost sure bullshit will arise from this at work.

I’m taking Kira’s advice. ;)