Lunchtime and Alcoholic Beverages

I had some errands to run yesterday morning after work. No big deal but then I didn't want to go home and cook before having to go to bed. So I went down to Swiss Chalet. I couldn't order a Pepsi because I don't like Pepsi... and didn't want any more caffeine in my system. So I ordered a strawberry daquiri instead. The waitress looks at me and says, "That's a virgin daquiri, right?" Did I ask for a virgin drink? I don't think so. So then she says that she asks everyone that when they order a drink at noon.

It still irks me. For one, there are a lot of people that work midnights. I had been up for 14 hours and to me it was a late dinner. If I had come in there at 6 pm nothing would be said... even though I would actually be on my way to work at the time.

Secondly, it's about judgment. You order a drink with lunch and society seems to think that it's a problem. Now with business men it's acceptable. It's like there is this automatic assumption that you are an alcoholic if you have a drink at noon... even though they can legally serve you alcohol after 11:00 a.m. The last drink I think I had was Christmas time when I went out with the family. Haven't been to a bar since November. So it's not like I drink all that often. But I don't want someone to critisize me (or feel like they are) for having a drink with lunch.... After all... It's not even my lunch.

I think that for places that serve alcohol it would be good to go with the thought that if they didn't order a virgin drink then it means they wanted the alcohol. After all it's the patron's responsibility to order the drink the way that they want it. And if I order a daquiri I want the rum. Now that I have Pirates of the Caribbean going through my head and the line, "Why is the rum gone?"

One Year Ago...

Okay so it's not one year ago today... but rather 1 year ago Saturday... a day that will live forever in memory. It's a day that really shook my sense of justice... as well as my sense of safety and security. It all started with an email that was sent to the entire company... about a birthday celebration at one of the local bars. We won't even go into proper use of the company email... or potential liabilities... but any ways... I decided to go out after work. Mistake #1 was going out. Mistake #2 was drinking. Mistake #3 was telling Mike he could stay at my place so he wouldn't get fired. Mistake #4 was either not going back to Tristan's instead... or letting Mike in. With the exception of the next day when I was at the police station I still have not allowed myself to completely relive the experience. It's still too painful, even a year later. Looking back, if I had known what the aftermath at work would be... and if I had known the charges were going to be dropped because of a lack of witnesses (what the hell did they expect... that it was being caught on camera??) I never would've pressed charges. I know that people have said I did the right thing... and that it took courage to report it and press charges. That may be... and you can think less of me... but if I had to do that part of it all over again I would not have pressed charges. I would've suffered in silence. And for those that say by not pressing charges then he wins... He won any ways... I was the only one that lost. I paid a high price that night and in the following months. It still haunts me...

Drunken Conversations

It's probably not a good idea to call someone when you're drunk. Fortunately, I manage not to pick up the phone but that's not true for everyone. I am still wondering if I should tell Adam what he actually said when he called me.... Since he seems to have no recollection. Or perhaps I should just keep it to myself as part of my own memories and leave it be. I'm not even sure why I was thinking of that since it was a while ago... just one of those random thoughts.