The first time it happened I felt like a voyeur, an uninvited guest.
It was so intimate and amorous.
The couples danced, close and slow.
Living in that moment, only for one another.
"Unchained Melody" played on the jukebox, romantic, intoxicating. The lights were dimmed and the dancers, four of them, tuned us out completely. They held each other. Oblivious to their audience.
It was one of those…
There's a special group of people who gave me the wherewithal, the diligence and the inspiration to stay sober. They make up a small segment of our society. Some might consider them an aggravation, but to me they were a godsend. They gave me clarity and perspective when I really needed it most, and I'd like to thank them now.
I'm talking about The Drunk Obnoxious Assholes.
Thank You. Really. From the bottom of my heart.…