Drunk experience matters! (aka Respect the wisdom of your elders)

[Ninurta]

I spent over twenty years on the road with my job. I had a ship load of maps, and I loved using them.

I like to think there was an art to map reading, but it probably was just something I had to do to go from point A to point B.

Yes, there IS an art to map reading, and it is becoming a lost art. Less well known is that there is also an art to map FOLDING. All newly minted lieutenants should be required to take a 6 week course in map folding, so that the art sinks in.

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Folding is very important. It's like an accordion.

Yep, VERY important - the trick is to fold it so that the area you are interested in is exposed, and the rest safely tucked away for future use when you're interested in a different area...

Come to think of it, that is sometimes easier to do in a drunken state!

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[kdog]

I spent over twenty years on the road with my job. I had a ship load of maps, and I loved using them.

I like to think there was an art to map reading, but it probably was just something I had to do to go from point A to point B.

Yes, there IS an art to map reading, and it is becoming a lost art. Less well known is that there is also an art to map FOLDING. All newly minted lieutenants should be required to take a 6 week course in map folding, so that the art sinks in.

.

Folding is very important. It's like an accordion.

Yep, VERY important - the trick is to fold it so that the area you are interested in is exposed, and the rest safely tucked away for future use when you're interested in a different area...

Come to think of it, that is sometimes easier to do in a drunken state!

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It's amazing what  I could do in a drunken state. I had a call one time to get some drunk college boys off an elevator. I was drunker then they were and when I showed up , there were police and firemen there trying to get them out. I walked, or stumbled up to the machine room , reset the problem, rode the pissed filled elevator down , said sign here for a very expensive bill, drove home and passed back out. I hated being on call.

[EndtheMadnessNow]

Have a few...



The place you screenshot is where you have to move.

[kdog]

Have a few...



The place you screenshot is where you have to move.

I like here in my flyover state of Kentucky. Just far enough away from most natural disasters and stupid conflicts where you can get almost anything done for a case of bud light, because it's considered legal tender here.

[kdog]

Have a few...



The place you screenshot is where you have to move.

I like here in my flyover state of Kentucky. Just far enough away from most natural disasters and stupid conflicts where you can get almost anything done for a case of bud light, because it's considered legal tender here.

[putnam6]

Who knows what your mind thinks and does when it's inebriated.
After one morning after a night of partying in my late teens, I couldn't find my wallet. Couldn't find it anywhere, it wasn't in my car, I tore apart my bedroom spent the rest of the weekend looking frantically even went back to a couple of places we were at that night nothing zip nada. 
Years later I was downstairs in our basement and we had a rarely used bathroom down there. I stood looking at the mirror on the medicine cabinet opened it up and there was my wallet stuck behind an old box of Alka Seltzer. Evidently, in my drunken stupor, I had been searching for Alka Seltzer found them, and thought I needed to pay our medicine cabinet for one, and stuck my whole wallet in there.



 

Had that happen to me with a pair of sneakers. They were lost until I moved and found them behind the stereo.

It was weird, I didn't live there anymore and was just visiting, but being the 'guest' bathroom no doubt multiple people probably saw it and thought nothing of it. Ive still got it now it's a 40-year-old wallet. There is a book somewhere that has 117 dollars in it, I cashed my first-ever paycheck 193 dollars total pocketed enough for the weekend stashed the rest, and forgot about it. About six months later it clicked and I remembered putting it in a book but could never find it. That said I had 3 siblings and we stole each other shit all the time, though even decades later none of them confessed. 

HELL, I used to lose my car keys drunk all the time. LOL one time I got home and for some reason hung them on my turn signal lever and went inside didn't find them till 24 hours later
had to get my Dad to take me to work the day I couldn't find them.