So I worked with this amazing flight attendant, who spoke four languages, about ten years ago. Over drinks we all got her whole story. When she graduated from high school, her parents rented out a beach house for ONE week and rented a red Mustang convertible for her and her friends. After two weeks, her dad went to look for her and the car. (She had kept in touch by phone but wouldn’t come home.) Daddy found his little girl working in a strip club, collared her and brought her to an Army recruiting office where she signed up.
She got a college education, traveled the world and married a great guy.
Her dad is still her best friend.
And she still can’t hold her liquor.
Not even by the ears? Sorry, couldn't resist...