Lumpy Burgertushie wrote: ↑
Fri Jun 12, 2020 3:49 pm
not taking up for drunk driving at all at all.
however, when you are drunk, you are not capable of making the choice properly.
that is why you should be responsible before you get drunk and either don't drink if you have to drive, or,
find someone to drive for you.
or, like I did one year on my birthday;
I walked into the bar I worked in, ordered a drink, slammed it, ordered another, slammed it, threw my keys behind the bar and ordered another.
not sure what happened the rest of that night but I know I did not drive.
I think this largely depends on the person. And I can tell you with fact that woman have a higher amount of blood than men and so have a higher tolerance to alcohol. Although, if you have been a drinker all your life, then one beer is all it may take to make you intoxicated.
For me when I was in my twenties and drank nothing but hard liqueur, I was never a "drunk" per say. Technically I was, but I wasn't like the typical, drunk were I couldn't talk right and was falling all over the place. And believe me when I tell you my drink of choice was Captain Morgan straight out of the bottle. I'd sit on the patio chairs there listening to my Eiffel 65 CD and sipping away Captain Morgan. Then I started to drink a lot of Jack Daniels. What I'd do is sit there and play Grand Theft Auto Vice City and sip JD all damn day long. What the alcohol would do to me is give me a nice buzz and it made me very talkative as if I can say deep dark secrets, etc and I was really laughable. I guess you can say I was a social drunk. I'd tell really funny jokes and just have great conversations and sometimes say things I normally wouldn't say otherwise because the damn alcohol loosened my lips. But despite that and being a little tipsy, I was never a person who slurred their speech and acted like an a complete idiot or anything like that. Just a happy drunk.
On New Years Eve 2005 I was depressed and I woke up at about 7 PM from a day long siesta which I'm still trying to understand because I was a day person with a job. But I woke up and without eating anything I sat down at my desk and started to drink my fifth of JD. Once I polished that off I hit my fifth of Morgan and at about the time I got half way threw it I started to feel like puking. So my body had enough and I puked my actual guts out and since there was nothing else to puke I was puking stomach bile. I thought perhaps I had alcohol poisoning so I called to my mom as I lied on a cold bathroom floor and to the hospital I went. I was given an IV of crap commonly called a "banana shake" which helped with the nausea and after a while felt pretty good and went home. Next day I showed up for work as if nothing had ever happened only to find out I wasn't even suppose to be there that day. I think it was a Saturday. Needless to say I was never "drunk" and all stupid with my speech and what have you and I NEVER ever got a so-called hangover. My grandfather was like this. He could drink all the damn night and the next day be at work and no hangover, etc. Come home, rinse and repeat. I think he did it because his wife (my grandma) drove him up a wall.
Now today I rarely if ever drink at all. Maybe once in a while at a restaurant I'll order a couple Jack & Cokes and pay the price for it too since I could have bought a fifth for what I spent on two tall doubles. But I see it differently in that I rarely drink anyway and so it's not that big of a factor. I guess I'm lucky in this respect since alcoholism runs on my mom's side of the family and I'm more related to my mom. I mean, a lot of people on my mom's side of the family seemed to always have a problem with the drink. My cousin who was a drunk and so being dependent on alcohol ended up getting cancer of the esophagus. When they found it it was already stage IV. He was 55 when he passed. He was a great person, very street smart and would, as they say, give the shirt off his back for you. He loved to fish and was a fantastic chief and was a chief at a restaurant. Since I was just taken aback by his passing I created a kind of shine for him in the form of a WordPress website. Thinking about this now and writing it makes me tear up.
He died way too young and we went through a lot together for a brief moment in my life. https://toddexler.com