You got it. And when men got tired of hearing how everything in the world was their fault they it the off switch, variously known as the fu-ck you button, the Bon voyage button, get outa my life lever. You name it, it’s all the same.
The last one went yada, yada, yada in my ears twenty years ago. I hit the the quit switch on her and never looked back. I can hunt, I can fish, ride my motor. If I want a double shot of rum in my coffee at 10 AM, I’ve got it. Now, if I want one to spend the night it can happen. Mostly I like my company just fine for breakfast. Besides there is all that stuff, car, truck, motorcycle, boat, house, dock, woods, and guns to look after. TV quit working two years ago - ain’t missed it. I still have a computer online but use it less and less. I’ve grown into being one of those people I never liked - a cantankerous old man. I just as soon shoot your ass as look at you. Most of my (few) friends are pretty much the same. Yep, we pretty much screwed up the world. You go sort it out. Somehow it suits me fine.
I resemble your post.
How barbaric. Whiskey is the only proper thing to add to coffee. Rum? No way.