Seeing 20/20

Night night.

So I stopped by 7-11 on my way to the bus this morning to grab a coffee and the woman in front of me–mind you, its 8:30AM–is buying a bottle of grape Mad Dog 20/20. Aggressive. This must be a “planning ahead buy”, I thought. She probably has a hot date tonight that she’s looking to immobilize or maybe she just needs some violence-in-a-bottle to jack up her rowdy kids before their father picks them up.

BUT, as I’m walking out of the store, I see her sitting outside pouring her Mad Dog into a gigantic 7-11 coffee mug/sippy-cup. Whoa. She’s clearly not some rook doing this for the first time. My mistake Madam. The floor is yours.