I became very much unable to focus on anything and didn't care on tramadol. I also loved the feelings it gave me, which weren't euphoric but were more of "eh, effit. Whatever it is." Nothing bothered me, at all. I drove large distances without knowing what I was doing or having any idea of where, when I was supposed to be working at the time. It's probably best I didn't go to work, construction. I also ate my second month's supply in about a week. That's one pain med I loved but they should never give me again.
I remember the last one I took, I was swallowing it while shifting gears and holding a partial bottle of whiskey. I was so dangerous on that one. I didn't think anything was a problem.