Irony
Irony
I live above a bar that opened in the 1870s and has been in business ever since. I live right above the bar. Like my bed is directly over the bar. All my drinking life I lived what felt like miles from the nearest bar. Now, sober, I live above probably one of the oldest bars in the damn country. Funny how life works out.
Huh - that is strange. That would've been my dream come true while still in denial about my problem. My first thought, a reflex really, was, "Wow - how cool is that!" And I simultaneously got an image of a dark bar, with lots of dark old wood and a small crowd. Interesting how that all flashed before me in a nanosecond, before I said, "Oh wait, I don't drink anymore. So all that would be bad!"
I'm sure a bunch of us would've loved to live above a bar in our pasts! I'd bet that many of us were even bartenders at one time too (I was). Makes me think of the show Cheers and how much fun it appeared to be behind the bar, and in front of it... :-)
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I actually have two bars in the basement of my apartment building and that is one of the reasons I got into the mess I was into so be careful what you wish for.
There are also about ten fast food places too and I don't recommend wishing for that either.
Now that I don't drink I often still peek in the bars and feel kinda sorry for the same old people sitting at the same old places wasting their lives away.
There are also about ten fast food places too and I don't recommend wishing for that either.
Now that I don't drink I often still peek in the bars and feel kinda sorry for the same old people sitting at the same old places wasting their lives away.
*works in a liquor store *
it keeps me on my toes, that's for sure.
It keeps me on constant vigil for far more than just a relapse.
I must be vigilant not to judge these people,
whether last stage, youngster who's making all the right mistakes ...
or the 'every night, same bottle' people who pay our power bill
(and subsequently my paycheck)
I must remember to be kind.
I must remember how it was for *me*.
And when they *do* ask for help
(and believe it or not - they DO)
I must remember ...in that moment ... I am the hand.
Well - not the hand =- but the hand
that Something Wonderful...
is working through.
it keeps me on my toes, that's for sure.
It keeps me on constant vigil for far more than just a relapse.
I must be vigilant not to judge these people,
whether last stage, youngster who's making all the right mistakes ...
or the 'every night, same bottle' people who pay our power bill
(and subsequently my paycheck)
I must remember to be kind.
I must remember how it was for *me*.
And when they *do* ask for help
(and believe it or not - they DO)
I must remember ...in that moment ... I am the hand.
Well - not the hand =- but the hand
that Something Wonderful...
is working through.
barb, that was beautiful.
idk, as a kid, Cheers always seemed depressing to me. I liked the simpsons take on it.
Cheers: The Animated Series - VIDEO - TV Squad
idk, as a kid, Cheers always seemed depressing to me. I liked the simpsons take on it.
Cheers: The Animated Series - VIDEO - TV Squad
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