From previous blog posts, I think it’s been established that I’m an alcoholic. (It’s a real bitch. “Let’s meet for drinks” is synonymous with: “Hey, mind if I shoot you in the head”.) It’s not like it’s been a really big secret anyway. Passing out in strange places will give people the impression that you just might have a small drinking problem. Anyway, this is not true confession time. I writing this post to point out something I’ve noticed.
I’ve observed a tendency in certain people to attribute all of an alcoholic’s problems as a result of their drinking. This is a convenient excuse for nefarious mother******s to sabotage and screw over people. I’ve seen it happen and I hate it. Mean-spiritedness is one of my biggest pet peeves.
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