An alcoholic is flying in a hot air balloon and realizes he is lost. He reduces height and spots a farmer down below. He lowers the balloon further and shouts: “Excuse me, can you tell me where I am?”
The farmer says: “Sure! You’re in a hot air balloon, hovering about 30 feet above this field.”
“You must be an AA sponsor,” says the alcoholic with just a hint of resentment.
“I am” replies the farmer. “How did you know that?”
“Well,” says the alcoholic, “Everything you told me is technically correct but it’s of absolutely no use to anyone.”
The farmer below says, “Then I’m guessin’ you’re an alcoholic. Am I right?”
“Yes,” the drunk replies, “But how did you know?”
“It’s easy,” explains the farmer, “You don’t know where you are or where you’re going. You expect me to be able to help. You’re in the same position you were before we met — but now it’s my fault!”