And............not only did I work as a DAPA for the Navy for 8 years, I also worked at a biker bar here in Amarillo for around 4.
It was called "Boondocks". And.......working in a bar, combined with my training as a DAPA, made me really good at spotting someone who is hammered.
And, because of my job at the bar which was populated by bikers, I could also tell (mostly) when someone was on something else besides beer and weed.
A dapa guy who worked at a bar? Isnt that like Roman Polanski working at a catholic girl school?
Yeah. It kinda was, and, to add insult to injury, I was an exceedingly well known member of the AA community here in Amarillo.
Funniest thing I'd ever go through is standing behind the bar, and someone who I knew was a recovering drunk would walk up, not notice it was me (I look much different in uniform than I do in civilian clothes), and order.
When they heard me say "here ya are, 2 bucks please", they would freak out!
Some even left the bar, leaving their beer on the bar. In those cases, I like to think that I helped someone not slip by being there.
Others would sit and talk to me, and tell me why they were drinking again.
Yeah..........it could have been like Polanski in a girls school, but, then again.......you don't trade understanding and compassion for sex.
In my book, that's just wrong.