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Like 3-4.
I'm not saying I'll pass out, but I need no brain fog to write, or to be alert enough to talk to a kid for 9+ hours without a break, and without snapping.
Im a super nice drunk, but recently I scaled back a lot.
A while back I had a few with lunch and came back to two women talking about the wild turkeys in the area and how one got with 50 feet (!) of her even though she tried "to look big and tough" and further bitching about how annoying they are. They straight up made it seem like running into these turkeys once a week was the hardest shit any human ever had to endure. Contemplating calling the DNR or the police to report people that feed them. I listened to their war stories for about 2-3 minutes and almost lost my shit. It took way too much out of me not to politely tell them to shut the fuck up. Normally I'd laugh and just walk away.
That's when I decided I needed to chill.