An Unlovely Creature Most people enjoy going to a bar and having a few alcoholic beverages once in a while. It can be very relaxing and fun, but no one wants or plans to be excessively drunk. It can be very unattractive and appalling to be drunk, however, there are some people who want to get drunk and stay drunk for as long as they can no matter how degrading it may be. My uncle Joe is one of them. He has spent almost thirty years of his life drinking in bars. He has sabotaged his health and sanity due to alcohol abuse, and he might not ever have a chance to repair himself.
He is a hopeless drunk that everyone tries to avoid. There is absolutely nothing appealing about him. His outward appearance and odor make people feel nauseated. Where he lives is even worse. No one, not even the mailman, wants to come within twenty feet of his rundown mobile home. Worst of all, he is very immature.
He has the mentality of a ten year-old at the age of forty-seven. He lives his life without self-respect, integrity, or discipline, and has the loneliest life imaginable. Joe’s appearance, personality, and lifestyle are very depressing and degrading. My uncle Joe’s body is a case example of what alcohol abuse can do to the human body. His skin is very pale, and it is covered with pockmarks, blemishes, body hair, and freckles. His shoulders are broad but thin, and his back is hunched over which makes his shoulders droop down.
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It makes him appear intimidating because he is always looking down when he walks, and it looks like he wants to attack someone. He has very long thin arms and legs that are very frail, but he has an enormous potbelly that hangs down to his upper legs. From a distance, my uncle looks like four long wiry tree branches attached to a balloon. He also has an enormous head and neck that are packed with fat. His head and neck look like a watermelon lying on top of two thick pancakes.
What is really unhealthy about him is his odor. Since he never takes a shower, he smells like cheap cigarettes, beer, and rotten onions all mixed together, and it can be detected from twenty feet away. His face is rather uncommon as well, and it is a scary sight to see. It is very coarse and bumpy.
He has long wiry brown hair that hangs down to his shoulders and it appears to be glued to the sides of his head. His face is very pale, but he has very dark purple circles around his bloodshot blue eyes, which makes him appear to be half dead. He has two deep scars on his right cheek that look somewhat like gills on a fish. His cheeks are puffed out like chestnuts, but they sag down quite a bit, so it looks almost like he has three chins.
He has a short gray wiry beard with a thick gray mustache. When he is angry his face looks like a pile of fat, wrinkles, and gray hair. He is angry almost all the time. He never brushes his teeth so his breath smells like cigarettes and stale beer.
His teeth are as yellow as a lemon, and are covered with moldy brown spots. Personal hygiene is the last thing my uncle thinks about. Joe is even worse when it comes to taking care of his own home. It appears as if it could fall apart at any minute.
He has a fifty-year-old mobile home in a very secluded rural area that is surrounded by trees instead of houses. Old empty beer cans and bottles that are lying in long, brown blades of dead grass also surround the house. It is a small box-shaped one-room mobile home. It used to have a white coat of paint on it, but now it is so tarnished with dirt it is brown with white spots. Most of the windows have long cracks in them. The inside of Joes’ house is very dark and humid.
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The smell of stale beer, sour milk, and urine linger around the house. The house is almost bare. There are two plastic chairs, a bed, a T. V. , and a small refrigerator, which are all covered with dirt, green fungus, and black cigarette burns. He does have a couple of pairs of light blue jeans and two gray t-shirts laying on the side of his bed which he uses as a pillow, and they are covered with beer stains and cigarette burns as well.
Most of his house has a thin coat of beer stains and green fungus. The tile floor has countless cracks in it, and it is covered with cigarette ashes, beer stains, and dirt. The wallpaper bears all kinds of stains, burn marks, and tears. Worst of all, there are roaches crawling around in the sink.
Joe does not care about the upkeep of his house and it is because of a lack of discipline and lack of maturity. The most degrading aspect of my uncle is his behavior because he is the most self-centered, immature, and belligerent person I know. It is very embarrassing to be out in public with him. He will pick on me by calling me names like “moron” and “stupid punk kid”, but if I try to tease him he will get very defensive and try to push me or slap me.
He is not afraid to push anyone out of his way, and if they say something he will try to start a fistfight. When he is at a bar he enjoys belching out loud and shouting absurd comments like “ALLRIGHT” or “WOOHOO” really loud. Whenever a woman walks by him he is always sure to let her know how great her butt looks, but he will also try to insult her by telling her she has an ugly face or too many pimples. He really likes calling people “fat bastards.” If he is waiting in line at a grocery store or a bank he always has to say, “come on you fat bastard, hurry up!” My uncle thinks it’s funny to hurt other people, and he cannot see how it has affected his life. It is very hard for me to see my own uncle live like this.
When I see him drinking at a bar or when I look at his decrepit mobile home I feel very sorry for him, but I have learned something from him. He has definitely taught me a lesson about discipline and self-respect. Watching him has motivated me to take action in my life. I realize how important it is to clean up after myself, respect others, and find a career. I hope he can find a better life for himself, but it probably won’t happen until he quits drinking.
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