Oh sheesh, reminds me of the few months I worked down in Florida! A lot of my coworkers thought a good time meant going to bars after work to get plastered and be idiots, get little to no sleep, then drag themselves from bed with hangovers just in time for work. I think I shocked more than a few people when they realized I was of drinking age but refused to drink. (Religious reasons for me, but I come from a family of people who cannot handle alcohol or any type of drug well anyway, so it's more incentive to avoid the stuff.) One of the guys apparently lost it in a custodian closet at work but would never admit to it. I was the lucky one to come across it... XO

In any case, kind of sad what it says about our society now, isn't it? Live fast and loose, but be completely taken by surprise when things fall apart.