I'm lucky in a sense. I am hypersensitive to the taste of alcohol. When someone takes a sip of wine and go and describe the flavor notes (full bodied, fruity, hints of oak, etc) I'll take as sip and taste jet fuel.
Since I get no pleasure from the taste of alcohol at all I don't drink. There's no damn point to it.
When anyone gives me grief about it I tell them that it's wasted on me since it ALL tastes like JP5 jet propellant to me.
And yes I've been around JP5 and the fumes leave a taste in my mouth similar to what alcohol tastes like to me so this is not hyperbole or exaggeration. This is literal.
So when I told someone that I didn't drink and wasn't going to drink since I was their designated driver and the asshole spiked my drink anyway...I kinda got pissed off.
They handed me a drink, I sipped it and said "this has been spiked". He said that it hadn't. I pulled out my zippo lighter and set the drink on fire (I later found out that it had been spiked with everclear) put it into his hand and drove home.
If they were willing to get their DD plastered...it wasn't my problem how they got home.
AND! Before anyone starts into me, they all came in *my* car are didn't have any cars of their own to drive home in. So I didn't create a drunk driving problem. I just made those assholes scrape up the cash for a cab ride or beg someone else to pick them up.
Since I get no pleasure from the taste of alcohol at all I don't drink. There's no damn point to it.
When anyone gives me grief about it I tell them that it's wasted on me since it ALL tastes like JP5 jet propellant to me.
And yes I've been around JP5 and the fumes leave a taste in my mouth similar to what alcohol tastes like to me so this is not hyperbole or exaggeration. This is literal.
So when I told someone that I didn't drink and wasn't going to drink since I was their designated driver and the asshole spiked my drink anyway...I kinda got pissed off.
They handed me a drink, I sipped it and said "this has been spiked". He said that it hadn't. I pulled out my zippo lighter and set the drink on fire (I later found out that it had been spiked with everclear) put it into his hand and drove home.
If they were willing to get their DD plastered...it wasn't my problem how they got home.
AND! Before anyone starts into me, they all came in *my* car are didn't have any cars of their own to drive home in. So I didn't create a drunk driving problem. I just made those assholes scrape up the cash for a cab ride or beg someone else to pick them up.
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