[ CW ] Show me an alcoholic , without using the word alcohol ( or related words ) .

My alarm goes off, 6:30. Too damn early. I roll over and light a cigarette. I grab my watch and put it on, only 6:32. 
 
 I reach into the drawer next to my bed, `` dammit.'' It's empty. I roll out of my bed and force myself into an ice cold shower. 
 
 6:48, I stand in front of my closet. I'm having a hard time lighting my cigarette, my hands are starting to shake. I finally get it. I throw on a pair of khakis and a light blue button-up shirt. I grab a matching tie, and start to tie a Half-Windsor, but I settle for a simple knot, my hands are shaking too much. I grab a silver tie bar, and some fun argyle socks. I try to tie my shiny black oxfords, but I ca n't seem to make a knot, so I just pick them up and hold them in my hand. 
 
 6:54, I open my fridge, and it's empty. I start to dial up my wife, but then I realize that she's no longer an option for me. She said if I kept up this way she was gone, and now she's half a continent away in L.A. with another man, and divorce papers are in the mail somewhere between. I open all of the cupboards, and they were n't empty, but they did n't have what I needed. 
 
 `` Shit, where could it be hiding?'' I leave, and go to open my garage door, and there's a case, perfect. I grab a bottle and head back inside, I've got a bottle opener on my keys. 
 
 6:58, I finally start to feel normal again. My headache's started to subside and the shakes have slowed. I can finally tie my shoes. I grab my wallet, keys, and briefcase. I head back out to the garage. 
 
 7:01, I've still got a couple minutes before I need to leave and I'm already 2 bottles in. I start looking through boxes in my garage; I know that there's a case of mini bottles in there somewhere. My briefcase is empty, and I wo n't make it to lunch like that. 
 
 7:06, I've lit another cigarette and I've found the box. It's a case of 24. I've got enough for 2 days, or 4 if I save it just for work. It looks like I'm going to have to go to the store. I grab 6 and put them in my briefcase. I grab another bottle and pull out my keys to open it. 
 
 7:12, I grab my jacket, navy blue, it looks good with these khakis, and head to my car. I gently set my briefcase on the passenger seat. I ca n't ruin my leather briefcase or seats. As I head into the office I make a mental note to stop on my way home. I might get off at 4, but it's 5 o'clock somewhere.
