...when I went into a local liquor store, knocked over a display, and asked for my usual 100 proof vodka. The clerk refused to give it to me. He didn't speak very good English, but when I asked Why? I sure understood his answer: "Because you're drunk!" So I got in my car and drove to the next store on my list - had to spread out my "partronage" you know, just so no one would realize I was buying a bottle a day.
Then there was the time I broke into the liquor cabinets at the hotel where I was a trusted employee - pried them with a screwdriver because I was shaking so bad I couldn't get through the day. After that I decided it was much more convenient to just bring it to work & hide it in my office bathroom. Made perfect sense at the time.