My first official job as an adult was a crazy drinking/other substances job working on the lawn crew of a big apartment complex. It started out with a stoner buddy of mine from high school getting me the job and with whom I used to wake and bake every morning before school. As we were being shown around the shop the supervisor pointed out the fridge- A standard refrigerator with a tap system out the side and a half barrel of Budweiser inside.
In the freezer were fifths and half gallons of various whiskeys that the residents give the crew for Christmas. The superintendent worked out a deal with a local beer distributor that when we turned over the appliances in an apartment they get the fridge and we get free halfs of Bud. The only condition was that it was for after work only, and we even adhered to that for a while. We would get completely smoked out through out the day though.
Then the upper management started screwing us around about an annual raise, and completely fucked off our supervisor who was making less after 6 years than us, who had just been hired. The gloves came off. A few of the residents also smoked and we started toking with them during work at the pool house, and partying with them after work at their places.
Around this time was when we started getting cases of beer at lunch and stuffing them into the big gator-aid jugs on ice, and more often than not a half gallon of Jim Beam. A bunch of the women who lived there were newly divorced/getting divorced, and everybody started hooking up with everybody. To keep thing rolling after work a bunch of us started blowing a whole lot of coke too, which was readily available from the resident dealer/coke head.
Then one day my cousin lit one of the hillsides on fire instead of brush cutting it. That was kind of the straw that broke the camels back because upper management became aware that things were getting a little out of hand. We had to quit getting all coked up all of the time and start keeping the place a little neater.
Eventually with the year to year turn over the whole partying crew kind of dispersed and everybody moved on, some moved out, and I ended up getting a different job somewhere else after a couple of years, but it was fun while it lasted.