Heh, this is a relevant question for me. Almost every Monday I'm drunk at work. Until approximately lunch time. Because I binge on the weekends. I drink a lot during the weekends and when it comes to Sunday, I'm torn between "wasting" my day off by being sober, or throwing caution to the wind and enjoying it, because like most alcoholics, it's hard to enjoy life without the sauce when you've been on it so long. So I drink on Sunday like it was a Saturday. Naturally, when I'm rolling on into work on Monday I'm still riding on the vestiges of my Sunday night. And then it begins to wear off...

I'm not sure how many of you are actual alcoholics, but withdrawing from alcohol is not fun. And the more it happens, the worse it gets. So, it grew from merely having minor withdrawal symptoms to actually buying enough alcohol for Sunday so there would be enough to bring to work on Monday so that I could taper off a bit and actually function mentally... at work... with alcohol in a disguised covered coffee thermos. Of course, such a plan tends to backfire because, after all, there is more alcohol to be consumed on Sunday night and you're not quite ready to quit. People like me buy specifically only the amount we've agreed with ourselves that we want to drink. Any more than that amount is just guaranteeing that we'll drink it.

So you start going to the least judgmental gas station you can find and start buying alcohol on the way to work to alleviate the hell you're about to go through on a Monday of all days, and you come up with the most clever excuses as to why. To yourself and the store employees some pretty elaborate tales, and every time you sober up, you know they can see right through them. But you still do it. Every time, because some things just seem more important in the long run.

That was at my height of the sickness. I'm getting better now, just instituting a policy of forcing boundaries. Sometimes I slip, but I'm making progress.

So, that was why I was drunk at work all of those days.