Talk about a remember when ..
In my first month of sobriety, I went for coffee with a 13th stepper (I didn't know it at the time! He was trying to be 'helpful') and he told me I had 'moxie' which was a load of shite because he had only just met me.
Two days later, he tracked me down at my place of employment - that's when I knew he was a predator. I told him off!
Yup! I got moxie alright!
