I noticed him in Starbucks but paid no attention. He left right before I did and appeared to be heading towards a car in the lot as I was. When he turned in my direction I immediately went on guard because I sensed he was coming at me. He was.
He suddenly appeared confused and I smelled the alcohol. All he wanted was to talk but he had trouble saying what it was he wanted to talk about. I let my guard down a little and told him I would listen but he had to spit it out. He made no eye contact with me and rolling back and forth on his feet he told me he was lost and needed help…he was looking for someone to help him.
I am still not sure exactly what he expected of me. It occurred to me that he might have targeted me in Starbucks. I seem to be a magnet for the destitute. What I know is he is 52 years old, a drunk with pipe dreams of being an artist. What he needs to do is toss the bottle of Vodka in his backpack, remain sober until morning and get his ass to an AA meeting. That’s exactly what I told him. I gave him my email address and if he wanted to talk email me after being sober for a week and I’d meet him for coffee.
Did he think I had some answers he had never heard before, did he suppose I would befriend him and let him just go on and on with the woe is me bullshit all substance abusers want some poor soul to listen to. There are no easy answers, there is no yellow brick road. Life is equally unfair to everyone and it has been since the beginning of time. I told him to get sober and help himself with the support AA is so good at offering. Maybe not what he wanted to hear but what he needed to hear.
I am a human being. I expect to be treated as human being, and I treat everyone the same. I will meet him for that coffee if he does what I told him to do.