I have known some mean, dangerous and unpredictable drunks.
I hate those kind. After I get their measure, I avoid them, but sometimes you don’t see it until you get them in the right situation...such as a public setting.
Ugh. My dad was a drunk for the majority of his life, and kicked it in his last decade. But thankfully, he was not violent or disrespectful. He just got quietly drunk.
The only time my whole life that he ever displayed any outward manifestation in my eyes of unusual drunken behavior was when he overheard me (age 13) and one of my friends discussing a Playboy magazine and he slurred in a sarcastic monotone “You wouldn’t know what to do with one if you had it.”
I was so shocked my mouth must have dropped open. I had never heard my dad make any kind of comment like that, especially to me or one of my siblings. He was always all business to us when he was drunk, impossible to tell he was drunk.
I’d like to be the drunk uncle but no chance for nieces or nephews. Brother is gay, sister is too old and wife is an only.
It’s the kind of comment my folks would have said to me sober...in a sarcastic but funny way. 13 year old, newly raging hormones and looking at pretty girls...I had it said to me quite a few times!
(they were right.. I wouldn’t have known what to do...just turn red and quickly exit the situation!)