Chris snatches the flask from your hands before you can so much as get a sip.

“Enough of this bullshit.” He tosses the flask—your baby—into the trash, his facial expression frustrated. “You need to cut this shit out.”

Ugh… great. Truly, you could give less of a damn about quitting drinking.

“I don’t give a shit if you want to drink for yourself.” He does. “But you’re putting other people at risk by showing up to work drunk.” Chris is really grasping at straws here. Cut him some slack.