I'm in the wrong business.
It's lunchtime at a pub in lower Manhattan.
For about an hour and a half, a group of men will pound down beers or drink hard liquor and sometimes even do shots.
However, when they leave the bar, they're not headed home...they're going back to work. The group of men are New York State court officers, in charge of the safety and security in one of the nation's busiest criminal courts. They carry guns, can arrest people, and handle some of the most dangerous criminals you can imagine.
If I have a glass of wine at lunch I get frisky, but, sadly, I never get to arrest people.