When you need a ride, you need a ride . . .

Sorry to hear about the job problems. I'm so glad I'm past all that.
I will say something about the cups, though -- it's an unfortunate situation, but no one is really to blame. When I was in business, our insurance company suddenly said we had to do it or our liability rates would go through the roof. I checked around and couldn't find another insurance company that didn't demand it. Why? If one of our people was in an accident and tested positive for drugs, we could be blamed for putting a druggie behind the wheel. And by "blamed" I mean sued for millions of dollars.
In a way, I understand it. If a company is so negligent that they'll let people who are whacked out of their mind half the time drive tens of thousands of miles on company business, then they deserve to get hit by a lawsuit. But how do you prove you're not one of those companies? Having a string of witnesses extol your virtues and praise you to high heavens is meaningless because a crooked company can find lots of people willing to commit perjury for a couple of thousand. The only way to show you've done everything you can is to subject everyone to the cup. It's demeaning and a social disgrace, but sixty years of growing lawsuits has made it necessary.
And now on to more pleasant matters -- I'm not sure why this guy is tied up . . .