Dog Vomit Chug Champ

New coworker, Joseph, tonight. He came in with 4 brisk lemonades and smelled like weed. Maybe 5'7 Italian guy. He has such a sadness in his eyes I thought about hugging him and telling him not to do it. He looks like he's fighting depression, not passively and figuratively, but actively fistfighting his demons anime style in his head and he's losing. He looks so close to crying at all times, I caught a glimpse of him and his retinas looked like TV screens into his brain where I saw him cycling through his plans to kill himself after one more shift. Great guy though 😃