Different horses and all.........

I'm out about booze and I and don't really care who knows that I no longer drink...it'sa real component of my survival mechanisim.

I do understand discretion being the better part and all.

I was on a long flight from Germany to JFK yesterday and after meal service the airlines offers congac or Bailey's. The German guy next to me whom I had at that point said nary a word ordered congac. That air steward passed that crap right underneath my nose and DAYUM did that smell GOOD!

I looked at the dude and said "You better drink that stuff really quickly because even the smell of it is making me crazy!"

He didn't know what to say. He stared at me and drank it down in a few large sips.

I suppose he figured out what the deal was without any further explination, but I think that sort of policy is somehwat lame, but hey I have the issue and I'm going to do what I have to to get through it come hell or high water.