And not a teenager who has just discovered alcohol?
It's bad enough that I had to cancel my night out because of his work do. But then he comes home stupidly drunk, proceeds to fall asleep across 3/4 of the bed, then gets snippy when I a) ask him to move so I can get into bed and b) ask him to catch a daddy long legs that got into our room, because they completely freak me out.
All this because the girls from his work made him do shots. I'm not buying it. He could have refused. Surely he should know his limits by the time he's 30!