Karen
it was thurs. oct. 10th and i'd just pulled into a parking space by my house. Karaoke last night had been interesting. I was drunk. I went to the front door fumbled w/ my key and let myself in. to the lit living room.
"did you just drive here?" jesse asked.
He was sitting on the sofa.
"um well yeah. How else was I going to get back?"
"well you could've called."
"oh. Well that hadn't occurred to me."
"oh."
"are you drunk?" pam asked.
"no i'm sober as a bear. Yes i'm drunk. That's what people do at bars. They drink."
"not everyone. But you...you drove here. Drunk. From the bar."
"yeah I know."
"omygod karen. We knew you'd been doing this and we were hoping you'd stop but we don't think that'll happen. We don't want to stop you from going cause we know how much you like it. We don't want you driving back drunk."
"what the hell is the matter w/ you? You could've hurt somebody," jesse said.
"well I didn't ok?"
"ok from now on you walk. Until we figure something else out. Someone will get your car later. Pam will drive you to work today cause I don't entirely trust you."
"but I..." I was confused and tired and drunk.
"we'll talk about it later. Pam make sure you get her keys," jesse said.
"ok."
jesse left.
"give me your keys and then we'll get you in bed," pam said.
"i ok. Why is he punishing me?" I said.
"he's not actually you just don't see that right now."