He’s bombing me with e-mail tonight, pleading confusion that I don’t want to talk to him. In the middle of a reply, a new note comes in. It’s all bullshit, but I thought I would share this one with you all. From him, title “An Insight:”
Jeez, how could I miss this. Back when you went to jury duty and came home telling me of the drug bust girl, I quit smoking and haven’t since. When you left, I also quit drinking. But last night I had two drinks. I’m not making some lame excuse. This could be a source of our problems and I need to quit drinking.
And my reply:
You don’t need to quit drinking, you need to quit being a dick. Alcohol does not change who you are, it just lessens your inhibitions – what you think actually makes it out of your mouth. You are capable and willing to slice me in half sober or drunk, that’s the Real Problem.
That shut him up. He’s telling a lie – I buy the booze and he did not quit drinking. Most of our “disagreements” happen while he’s sober anyway – alcohol makes him more mellow. Self aware, much? Asshole.