Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Dear Alcohol,

First & foremost, let me tell you that I'm a huge fan of yours. As my friend, you always seem to be there when needed. The perfect post-work drink, a beer at the game, and you're even around in the holidays, hidden inside chocolates as you warm us when we're stuck in the midst of endless family gatherings. However, lately I've been wondering about your intentions. While I want to believe that you have my best interests at heart, I feel that your influence has led to some unwise consequences:

1. Phone calls: While I agree with you that communication is important, I question the suggestion that any conversation of substance or necessity takes place after 2 a.m. Why would you make me call those ex-boyfriends when I know for a fact they do not want to hear from me during the day, let alone all hours of the night?

2. Eating: Now, you know I love a good meal, but why do you suggest that I eat a kebab, a butter chicken curry along with a sausage with cheese, onion and mustard (washed down with WINE and followed off with a KitKat after a bag of crisps)? I'm an eclectic eater, but I think you went too far this time.

3. Clumsiness: Unless you're subtly trying to tell me that I need to do more yoga to improve my balance, I see NO need to hammer the issue home by causing me to fall down. It's completely unnecessary, and the black & blue marks that appear on my body mysteriously the next day are beyond me. Similarly, it should never take me more than 45 seconds to get the front door key into the lock.

4. Furthermore: The hangovers have GOT to stop. This is getting ridiculous. I know a little penance for our previous evening's debauchery may be in order, but the 3pm hangover immobility is completely unacceptable. My entire day is shot. I ask that, if the proper precautions are taken (water, vitamin B, bread products, aspirin) prior to going to sleep/passing out face down on the kitchen floor with a bag of popcorn, the hangover should be minimal & in no way interfere with my daily activities.

Alcohol, I have enjoyed our friendship for some years now & would like to ensure that we remain on good terms. You've been the invoker of great stories, the provocation for much laughter, and the needed companion when I just don't know what to do with the extra money in my pockets. In order to continue this friendship, I ask that you carefully review my grievances above & address them immediately.

I will look for an answer no later than Friday 3pm (pre-happy hour) on your possible solutions & hopefully we can continue this fruitful partnership.

Thank you, your biggest fan

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I've had the same conversation with Shmirnoff and his sidekick cranberry and I'm still waiting on them to get back with me.

J. Douglas said...

It seems clear to me that Alcohol really wanted to be more than a friend. Alcohol does not like to share is probably exhibiting a form of passive aggressive payback for that time when you ditched him last year.

Anonymous said...

Jessi-babe...Don't get your panies in a wad! I know I've been a real A-hol lately (pardon the pun), but I promise this Friday things will be different. Next time the popcorn and sausage are on me.

P.S. Tell Liver I said "See you soon."

Love always,
Alcohol

Anonymous said...

Dear Alcohol---funny I should see this blog when I have been sober for almost "90 days," you know, and can get a chip at AA? But I really want to go meet you again right now...or do I? Let me think on it some more, ok? Cause I remember the bruises, but not the DUI and kicking the cop, as I was in a blackout. Since that is a felony, I can't work/vote anymore, thanks a lot!! But I DO remember the jail...I'm still thinking :<(