That's probably one of the worst things about going out and getting smashed off your face in a small town. People know you. You know them. You have to face them sooner or later. It'll be in a supermarket or milk bar. Maybe a service station. Maybe in the street. But you'll see them and they'll see you and you know they'll be thinking 'You are such an idiot'. Which is all my imagination. They see thousands of faces every day. They don't care about mine and I don't care about thiers. People don't give a shit about anything but themselves. But still I feel guilty.