Of course!
I had five liquor stores in the rotation. One is owned by an eccentric drunk. He'd give me a couple of nips most visits. We'd drink them right at the counter. I knew it was bad when I was embarrassed to go there. The clerks at the other close one started greeting me in a familiar tone, so I started driving a few miles away to a couple of huge stores where I'd buy three times as much as I did at the local places. It was supposed to last three times longer. That's not what happened.