Last night I reached my limit with a fellow single girl. She appeared one day in my local pub and never left. She may actually be a nice woman when she's sober, but I'm not sure I've ever seen her sober. She's always a drunken mess.
I have no desire to control her life. If she wants to be a drunken mess, it's her business. What made me hit my limit was how she constantly would sit down, uninvited, at the table with my friends and me. She talks - I mean screams - in slurred, incomplete sentences. She makes no sense.
And she won't leave.
Last night I was set to to make sure she was banned from my local pub. She'd already been banned from the bar down the street. But all they did was pass the problem along. Just like the fifth grade teacher who wouldn't address the problem child and passed them instead. So I bought her a could of shots. She downed 'rm without hesitation. She was already beyond go e. but they wouldn't kick her out.
She - and the neighborhood - seem to be happy with her as a drunken mess. I'm not, and never will be.
Love to the single girls,
Addison
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