The first time I drank during the working day, I was 29 — and if I could pinpoint the moment my troubles with began, that day would be it.I was leaving a job where I knew that almost everyone hated me. I'd been behaving like a brat and was taking a sickie a month for a while, so it wasn't surprising, but it did mean my last day (the faux nice speeches, the passive-aggressive gifts, the sparsely attended leaving do) was going to be stressful.And my numero uno coping strategy for stress was: drinking.
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