on being sober

i remember a conversation i had with my buddy.

hey dawg, what's crackin'?

nothin' bra. same old, same old. you? you don't look too good.

yeah man, i ran into trouble with a client.

what happened?

nothin' bad, really. just a coupla creases, that's all. it's already taken care of. i'm all flushed. it's all good.

yeah?

yeah man, i'm okay.

good. i heard our boy (insert name) and the rest had a drink last night.

they did? damn. i shoulda been there y'know.

me too. why weren't you?

i had important matters to take care of. you?

been doin' business.

oh. well, yeah, that's good. 'cause i heard they've been drinking almost all the time. no rest. twenty four seven.

jesus. well, yeah, sometimes it's better being sober.

yeah, keeps your wits sharp.

yup, and my smarts with me. i haven't had a drink for some time now.

really? that's good.

right. i feel good too.

awesome. good fer you, man.

uhuh. anyway, i heard they're posting applications for promotions.

yeah, heard about it too.

damn, i need that promotion.

yeah, badly. i mean, most of them people gettin' promoted are a buncha inconsiderate dumba** gooks.

yeah, i heard what that new boss did to our man (insert name).

what an as*hole.

when, ever, will we get promoted.

yeah. keep hoping. we'll get ours, that's for sure. someday. i'm keeping my fingers crossed.

i sure do hope so. sigh.

hey, i heard (insert name of bar) is already open this time in the morn.

yeah. that's good news. let's go grab a drink. talk about them issues.

good idea. let's go. it's gettin' crazy out here.