The Liquor Store Guy

I went to the liquor store tonight to buy a bottle of wine. While I was paying, the guy behind the counter was like, "Long time no see. Were you on vacation or did you stop drinking?"

Okay... seriously, liquor store guy? Do I really come in here that often? I mean, it's nice to be recognized as a valuable customer, but it shouldn't be weird when you don't see me for a couple days.

Now I'm worried I'm an alchy.

Or worse, I'm worried people might think I'm an alchy.

I mean, it's just like the lady who owns the neighborhood bakery. I know that you know me, but when we pass each other on the street, you don't need to acknowledge my presence. I'd prefer that our relationship be kept private.