I quit 15 years ago today. Words can't describe the joy of getting that monkey off my back. Not sure how it got so crazy out-of-hand but lowering the drinking age from 21 to 18 back in the 70's sure didn't help. The first weekend with the new age meant 3 years of kids had their birthdays on the same night. You couldn't get in the bars because they were to full, mostly drank outside the bars with 1/2 your classmates. A lot of those kids had never drank and were getting sick, they'd puke on the side of the building and we'd stuff them in their cars and point them home. That just seems so wrong to me now, but at the time perfectly normal. Anyway was just reminiscing and wondered if anyone had any memories of that weekend.
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