It is 11 PM and i have been drinking for three hours now. The initial buzz rush has already passed and now it is just the maintenance drinking until
close and “I can go anywhere but here”. Then the sleepless hours of drinking and infomercial hell while trying to pass out to shut this life off
and not have to deal with it for a few hours.
A functional alcoholic will hold to a pattern: wake, clean up, work, drink, eat (which can be anytime except drinking time), then sleep. Wash, rinse,
repeat.
Then your boss gets a wild hair and changes your schedule.
Now, here you are waiting for the bar to open while trying not to think about that first drink and how it could burn while you sip it, or burn you
later because it is spicy, or becomes a chain of maintenance drinking where you drink to either your wallet runs out or the clock and your next
shift.
We.all have our reasons for being here, just after noon, on whatsday, the heavy gin drinkers with yellow stained fingers from the incessant smoking
they have habituated themselves to, the world weary from all walks of life with that shellshocked look in their eyes looking for relief and the
thread of fun their unraveling lives seems to have lost like some crumbs that the hero children of some fairytale are supposed to use to escape their
hell, or, the over skinny person who keeps going to the bathroom for 20 minutes at a time while nursing the cheapest drink and keeping their sleeves
down hiding the trail of crap they have led their own horse to… sh!t!! Need another drink!
11:11 on a whatsday and what’s their name is dealing with a homeless person who has walked away from the societal traps at the cost of human
dignity.
There seems to be more 11PM drinkers just because they are willing to try driving home while 11AM crowd is older, pedestrian, bus, or cab takers.
With no Jesus, no hope, and no idea on how to change their own situations, the 11 o’clock crowds are, like two containers sloppily filling, reaching
an equilibrium.
And the stupid government says we can’t handle the fact of extraterrestrials!!
Hey Kip! Here’s a nip for ya’!! We’ll drink to 11 o’clock, ‘tis the season, and to whatsday!!
-The END-
edit on 12-12-2021 by TEOTWAWKIAIFF because: Forgot about the end!