And come Friday nights, when I hear the "Woooooo!!"s, the thumping base coming from nearby apartments, or see stumbling people return to their homes, I think the same thing: I don't personally understand the draw to drinking to the point of substantial intoxication and partying like that.
I agree that you should not be working under the influence of anything, but the thing is, you could get seriously hammered on a Friday night, nearly kill yourself, do something stupid, spend all of Saturday throwing up, still feel it Sunday, then return to work on Monday and pass a piss test.
Or you could get super stoned on Friday, eat a box of thin mints, watch a Disney movie, return to work on Monday, fail that same piss test and ruin your career.
Until there's changes, yes, we have to play by the rules. Doesn't mean it can still be a little messed up.