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“I’m good for one more,” said 37-year-old dad of two, Brad Simmons, at precisely 10:15 PM, stunning his coworkers into silence. Witnesses at O’Malley’s Pub reported that the statement was made with the kind of reckless optimism typically reserved for people in their mid-20s or those who still believe they can recover from a night out in under 48 hours.
Brad, a regional sales manager who once considered himself a “weekend warrior” before acquiring a mortgage and lower back issues, had already completed his usual post-8 PM routine of yawning aggressively and checking his phone to see how long it would take to get home. Yet, against
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