The next day I could feel the tension as people walked past my office to the group room. The night before, Norman and Andra had skipped an AA meeting to work on their recovery from a horizontal position. At the worst possible moment, Norman had called Andra his soon-to-be ex-wife's name. While Norman tried to laugh off his mistake, Andra hadn't been amused. She had thrown Norman's clothes out the bedroom window and sent Norman after them. She dropped his keys in the bushes below the window and told Norman she was calling the police to report a burglary.
The Other Ken had advised Norman to get his life in order before he started a romantic relationship. He had told Andra she had a few issues to deal with before she got involved with someone.
Despite The Other Ken's years of experience, all he had taught them, and their respect for him, Norman and Andra had ignored his advice. Norman told me he'd been too lonely to listen to The Other Ken. He asked to be transferred to another site. Andra told the group Norman was an idiot. She hadn't had a drink, but she wanted one more than she had in months.
Today I won't ignore good advice.
Sober Not Somber (c) 2015, 2016
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