You know, many people ask me about my tiny 3shots-full flask that I refer to as Emergency Jack. They wonder how bad my life could possibly be, or what kind of unmaintained addiction I might have, to keep a few shots along side me almost all the time.
The flask isn't a coping mechanism my good friends, it's just a way of making my life less frustrating. When others would turn sour or be put into an unbelievably bad mood in some situations, well, I just hand out with Emergency Jack for a minute or two and figure out what to do next.
Let me give you an example: I'm the kind of person who has no issues traveling alone. (So now, before you give me grief on Emergency Jack, think back to the last trip you did absolutely solo -trips "home" don't count. I thought so) And although I love going to new places and having new adventures, an adventure without fail for me, each and every time is an 8-10hr airport hangout, which I am currently part-taking in.
So with the added $70 charge for not making my original flight, and the realization that I now land at my destination at midnight instead of 4pm, I'm gonna kick it w Jack, for free, and then move on to more interesting activities... Like, hopefully body shots (preferably, not at the airport)
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