Yesterday at work boring guy asks me out of the blue, while sitting on the jumpseat ” so did you have any alcohol drinks at dinner last night?” WTF! Let me also say he is a 65 year old man. Who says that?
If my work had a drinking contest, I wouldn’t be anywhere near close to being the winner. Not for all people, but for a lot it’s a huge part of this job. Fun new city, no spouse or kids. Work days start and end at crazy times, but no matter what time it is, having drinks is always an option. I feel like I’m sounding like such a hypocrite. Not that it’s for our personal consumption, but there is a plethora of alcohol available at our fingertips……. just sayin…..
I recently just celebrated 20 years of service with my employer. Within the last 6 months two guys that I’ve known since I’ve started have left the company. One was fired for failing his drug test twice. (One is a freebie, with an automatic visit to rehab) He had almost 30 years with the company, and poof! All of it gone. The second one, with equally as many years of service after visiting rehab twice on his on free will retired. His sobriety is that important to him.
Yesterday when I got to my layover the voices in my head were loud. Hahahahah I sound so crazy!!! I swear I’m not…… To be honest I didn’t think I was going to be able to pass on the drinks. What would I tell Sobrietytree and Monicatbd? Would I just disappear from here? I’m so freaking stubborn and competitive, my blog would have to say day 1 again. My crew and I took a 25 mile bike ride along the Alaskan coast. It was wonderful and hot. I heard comments about how good a cold beer was going to be the entire time. Mind over matter. I was channeling that Uber healthy, yoga, vegan person inside of me. We stopped at Lake Hood Seaplane base to watch the planes take off, and have some drinks and food. I ordered a coke… They changed their minds and didn’t want to eat. I’m trying not to get hangry and enjoy the view at this point. My Therapist inner voice is having a dialogue in my head with myself back and fourth.
* This exact situation is something I would’ve encouraged. 12 days ago. Don’t start acting holier than Thou.
* Seriously Sam, how buzzed are you going to get from one beer. It’s not worth it.
* OK maybe you can have a drink another day. Today’s not the day. You have to fly the redeye tomorrow and you’ll feel like crap if you start drinking.
Ok, moving on. We’re back in town and we need to eat. It’s literally midnight my time and I’m hungry. I take food very seriously. The group decides to go to the Mexican restaurant for drinks. I loose my shit inside of my head and leave them.
I’m sad that this may be the reality of what my future looks like. Alone……Sam, sober party of one.
I return to the hotel, shower and contemplate dinner plans. I toss around the idea of going to a popular restaurant that always has live music. In my heart of hearts I know that this will just further my pity party. So I order Thai food.
I know that I need to get out of this funk and listen to Joel Osteen as I’m walking to pick it up. https://youtu.be/WUH6AX3-ezs
I adjust my crown of favor that God has placed on me, and take my Thai food back to my hotel room.
Eating my food I question if I had to choose between alcohol and Thai food, I would choose thai food every time. ❤️