Drunker

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This story starts out in a bar on the east side of San Francisco. Tom comes staggering out. He starts walking to work. He checks his watch. It's 3:00 in the morning. His car is gone. 

He tries to call the cops but he dials 119 instead of 911. He gives up and goes hitchhiking. But he ends up walking to work. When he gets there, his boss is pissed at him for being so late and drunk. 

It is lunch time already so his boss tells him to go to the cafeteria and have lunch. Then he goes to the cafe to get some coffee. As he went through the cafe, he started accidentally knocking stuff over. The high school kids are freaked out. "Who the heck is he?" The glasses shattered everywhere. Kids with thin shoes stepped back. The chefs tried to tell him to get out and after five seconds he does as he is told. The next day his boss and boss's boss talk about that. He is fired the next morning. 

He starts looking for a new job. But the interviewers read his files and they say, "Didn't go to college. Has a problem with drinking. Sorry, can't take you." He keeps searching.

One day he knew that he had to go to college and stop drinking. So he goes to college and got an A but he couldn't stop drinking. So he tried getting a job again. He still couldn't get a job. So his uncle is a medicine inventor and makes a thing that will help. He gives it to his nephew Tom. Tom has to take the pills every day for three years. So he gets the pills. He goes back to get his job. Everything goes well until he retires. The pills stop working. He gets even worse than before. 

So he goes to his uncle. His uncle says, "You've been overdosing the pills.” 

“That's impossible. I did what you said,” Tom said doubtfully. 

“I'm sorry but that's the only explanation,” his uncle said believably. 

But Tom is retired. He doesn't care now. He doesn't try to stop anymore.