I set a homeless alcoholic friend up in a motel and gave him some money. He got drunk with my money in the motel room I paid for.
I suppose that was an obvious outcome. However, that does not stop me from dwelling on it.
When I told him he appeared drunk, he told me I was right, and said, “At least I’m honest.” How many points would you award for that honesty?
He thinks rehab, AA meetings, and therapy are a waste of time. He drinks excessively, he says, because of environmental circumstances that compel him to do so. When those get around to changing in his favor, if they ever do, he may stop drinking excessively.
It was this guy. That will also probably not be surprising. Maybe it also won’t be surprising that I’ve been through this same general situation with other guy friends, but I’m trying to only dwell on one thing at a time right now. I sure hope it is the last time, but there’s that good old end-of-history illusion. I sure hope this isn’t happening in 20 years with one of my sons. It seems that I have known and even been related to many men of protracted unemployment and terrible attitude. Maybe they even form a majority, but I should recalculate when I’m in a better mood.
I can’t argue with the logic of “I don’t WANT to.” Of course, neither am I going to pay for it. Therefore, I am ignoring his calls now. He apparently considers himself above leaving any message or text that states his purpose, other than “It’s important.” Fuck that. Tell me what it’s about and I’ll decide if it’s important.
He stayed with another friend for three months after he lost his apartment. There were two rules: No drinking, and shower every day. He was really irritated by the shower-every-day rule.
This is what happens when you get older. You either get uptight and boring or you become a loser screw-up. He doesn’t like my choice, and I don’t like his. This is the crappy thing about when there’s a lousy economy — it gives cover and excuses to the shiftless. Yes, I used the word shiftless, and I think the word layabout is useful too. Before you mock me, brother, think about whether the logical extension of your attitude leads you to Fish’s fate.