I was at a holiday party recently when someone asked if I wanted a drink.“No thanks,” I declined.“Are you sure?” he replied.“I’m fine with water,” I answered.After he called my choice of beverage “boring” (I’ll admit, water is kinda boring, but so are a lot of things), he kept pressuring me to have a cocktail… or a glass of wine… or a bottle of beer… or a shot.
Finally, I just had to be completely forthright.“I don’t drink,” I said, matter-of-factly.He looked back at me with a shocked expression on his face. “Like… ever?” he asked, incredulously.