Un-American
Friday my boss took our team out for lunch. While we sat there hanging out and chatting I slurped to the bottom of my strawberry-lemonade. Most everybody had hardly put a dent in their drinks, and I was looking for the waitress for a water refill. One of the girls looked at my glass and exclaimed, "OH!" while pointing.
I laughed, "Yeah, I've got a drinking problem. Good thing I don't drink alcohol."
"Ever?" came the question.
"Not ever. In fact, I've never drunk any alcohol."
"That's rather un-American," my boss declared.
"Yeah, it is," I half laughed.
Someone asked what he meant, and he backed it up with the fact that drinking culture in American teenagers-early 20's is such that you hardly see someone who hasn't participated in drinking/parties, etc at some point in their formative years. Personally, I think he's right.
I laughed, then said, "Yeah, I was a boring high schooler."
You know, that was the first time someone has ever accused me of being un-American. In that sense, he's very right.
I laughed, "Yeah, I've got a drinking problem. Good thing I don't drink alcohol."
"Ever?" came the question.
"Not ever. In fact, I've never drunk any alcohol."
"That's rather un-American," my boss declared.
"Yeah, it is," I half laughed.
Someone asked what he meant, and he backed it up with the fact that drinking culture in American teenagers-early 20's is such that you hardly see someone who hasn't participated in drinking/parties, etc at some point in their formative years. Personally, I think he's right.
I laughed, then said, "Yeah, I was a boring high schooler."
You know, that was the first time someone has ever accused me of being un-American. In that sense, he's very right.
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