Me Me Me the fuck up

Well besides being told what a screw up I am cause I had a couple of drinks (two, thats a couple) on Saturday, my son tells me what a screw up I am at work because he sleeps in until 1100 and I take care of everything else and I make tiny little mistakes once in awhile.  Like I put the wrong load number on our confirmations to the carrier that I can easily call and say hey, sorry I was off one number, that doesnt happen very often but once in awhile. Then I cant find the last page to a carrier for their contract with us to carry the frieght and he said he knows he got it but sure enough it is no where to be found. I kept calling him this morning (I work at his house so I am calling him in his bedroom)  about a load that needs to be picked  In California to go to York Pa. He says he will work on it when he gets in here. Comes in at 1100 and the customer is pissed because it was suppose to be picked up at 9am. But he never makes any mistakes.. I am pissed at him and the world.  I guess I am the only fuck up in this forsaken world.. Im crying and Im pissed and Im hurt.. I cant stop the tears and I hate it..I am really mad that the person from the land of AA that told me I only posted her comment to me on my journal as I was trying to get sympathy. Hello, why would I even tell anyone I had two, count them two drinks ? Did I really want people to tell me what a loser I am?.. Ok so I dont feel guilty about it. Do I feel like a loser? Yes in alot of respects.. It has really bothered me that she came down on me so hard. Does that mean that I will never have a drink again? No if anything it made me want to go get that freakin bottle she  talked about and drown my sorrows. Am I going to do it? Hell no. And then she said that all of you that read this can send sympathy because you have never been an alcoholic etc. etc... Well sorry that I am not Holier then thow.. I am so mad right now between her and my son that I could just kick something or someone.. Guess I better mellow out before I get home.. Well this is my fucking story and Im sticking with it.. Y'VonneOh yea, Sober for two days. No more calves yet and my kitty  is still prego incase anybody cares.. Me.. And no I am not going home to get drunk..