One of our residents went AWOL a few weeks ago, and to tell you the truth I wish he wouldn't have called us and asked us to pick him up. Apparently he had gone on a bender and somehow he wound up six hours away, penniless and messed up. Of course he didn't have anyone else to call or we probably would never have seen him again. Unfortunately, some of these guys just can't get their stuff together. I had to forego a perfectly nice Sunday afternoon of watching football to haul his ass back to the House. So, needless to say, I was not a happy camper.