Thursday, May 03, 2007

Responsible For YOUR Choices

It's 5:00 in the morning. I should be sleeping right now. I have a long 12 hour day ahead of me. About 15 minutes ago I was aroused from my sleep to the sound of a guitar. It's not an uncommon thing to hear in my apartment as two of my roommates are rockstar wannabes. But at 4:45 in the morning? Usually I can sleep through anything pretty well but it woke me up. It wasn't a big deal. All I needed to do was just turn on the cold air return in my apartment and the white noise would drown out almost anything reasonable.

So I stood there in my underwear, eyes squinting in the artificial light from the kitchen. Immediately my nose was assaulted with the smell of cigarettes and alcohol. My kitchen smelled like a bar. My roommate along with one of my coworkers were up drinking.

Now I am no prude and I understand that if they want to drink it's their choice. This however puts me in a compromising situation. Alcohol is strictly forbidden in the apartment. The apartment is paid for and leased out by my employer. They make the rules. Already one of my coworkers got sent home for drinking in the apartment. It's no secret that it is against the rules. There is a reason for the rules. There is a reason why employers don't serve alcohol in the break room. My apartment is merely an extension of my office. It is the break room.

On Sunday my roommate approached me and asked if I would be upset if he drank in the apartment to which I replied, "Dude, I'm not gonna make that choice for you. I'm not gonna lie for you. If you want to drink that is your choice but I don't want to see it. I don't want to know about it. I don't want the responsibility. Think of the position you put me in by asking me to cover for you. I could get sent home for supporting you. I need this job and I need the money. If you are gonna drink that is your choice, but I don't want anything to do with it."


We also had a conversation previously where he had asked me if I ever drank. I have drank before. I've drank on a few occasions. But looking back, I really didn't care for the way it made m
e feel nor did I care for the way it tasted. I don't like the numbing feeling of humorous stupidity. I choose not to drink because I don't want alcohol in my life. He also knows that I am not an up tight Mormon who is afraid of anything out of the standard paradigm. I guess for him this was the green light.

See, I w
as trying to tell him that it has nothing to do with the morality of drinking itself, but rather the responsibility of loyalty to your job. It's not fair for him to ask me to hide his indiscretion and put my employment in peril. I shouldn't have to police his behavior. I shouldn't have to be responsible for his poor choices. It's just not fair. He worked for my employer last year too and got sent home for drinking in the apartment. Whats more is he is underage. He is still just 20. As for my other coworker, I don't know if he is underage.

I have to report both of them and I really don't want to.
This has ruined my night. How can I be expected to sleep with all of this on my mind. I have a duty to do and I don't want to do it.

"Boy you guys are up late," I said. "I hit a second wind about an hour ago and we don't have to be at the office until 11:30 so... Did we wake you?" "Yeah you did, but it's no big deal." I replied, "I'll just turn on the fan and go back to bed."

I only wish it were that simple....

4 comments:

playasinmar said...

Ug, it sucks to be the one to blow the whistle but don't you take the fall for their bad behavior!

Stephen said...

I think you made it very clear to them that you would not cover up for them. That said, having been in a similar situation during my career with the Scouts, I can appreciate how you feel about the whole issue. The thing is, it's not like these people are your personal friends, they're not even colleagues. They're coworkers, who knew getting into it what you would do if you found out. You have to follow through.

Oh, and what were they drinking? Just curious...

gentlefriend said...

This is just a suggestion: It will be hard, but I would sit down with them and tell them of your dillemma before you talk to the boss. (Matt. 18:15) Loving another person requires not only unconditional love, but also firmness when it comes to personal commitments. Especially if breaking them effects others. You are not loving him if you are teaching him that he can violate commitments and avoid the consequences. I hope that they can learn something important from this.

Tolkien Boy said...

It's been a while since you've blogged. Please choose why from this handy list:

1. You hate us.
2. You have died.
3. Blogging just cannot accurately describe the brilliance of your day-to-day activities.
4. You're having too much fun.
5. Mad, mad, monkey indiscretions.
6. Blogger is stupid.
7. You have asphasia, and frequently mistake your wife for a hat.
8. You met a body coming through the rye.
9. You were the body coming through the rye.
10. You're focusing your efforts on earning money so you can blow this two-bit town. (here, meaning "leave")