I was dating a girl for a little while who was the purchasing executive for a large computer co. that most of us here aware of. All of her friends were engineers (I'll say it because it disgusts me, RAYTHEON!) and other white collar *successful* people. One night I went to one of her sisters party's. I went to the party from work. I had kind of long hair, blue jeans and a t-shirt and was in my old pickup truck. I don't drink. I was given a beer and I nursed it for over before dumping it.

The party was in a really nice house. I got along with everyone and then was invited to a back bedroom where I found out why everyone was talking so much. ALL of these engineers and executives were doing lines of coke and meth and drinking their brains out.

I hate drunk drivers and I appreciate check points. (I also hate coke heads and tweakers). So who gets pulled over and goes through the field sobriety test? Me. The straight guy with long(ish) hair and an old pickup truck. Who drives right through the check point with a nod and a smile? The BMW/Mercedes, dress slack wearing drunk coke/meth heads.

After that I dumped the girl like I did the stale beer at the party.