No contest

Paul's son took his last college final of the tri-mester today. He told his Dad he wanted to kick back tonight and that they'd be drinking and playing pool. He said he was setting up shot glasses on the pool table.

I called Paul about 30 minutes ago and there had clearly been some drunken father/son bonding! I've never known Paul to be so out of it. He kept repeating himself or trailing off into silence. I said, "Do you want me to hang up so you can go lie down?" He said, "Only if you want to. I can hang out here a while." Then he added, "but I'm having trouble answering your questions." I kept asking questions because he'd otherwise go silent. I was afraid he was passing out! The questions were things like: "What are you doing? Are you having fun? Who won the pool match? ARE YOU STILL THERE??" Not exactly mind benders. I told him I was going to hang up and that he should go to bed and we'd just talk tomorrow. He agreed that was probably best. He also confirmed that it was unlikely he'd recall this evening's phone conversation tomorrow!

Poor guy...
A 48-year-old man should know better than to drink with a 20-year-old college student!