One for the road....NOT

I’m not an adventurer.  Give me the tried and tested, not the weird & unknown.  I’m the kind of person who goes by the rules so to speak.

Having said that, I can also proudly say that I have also never tried smoking, and never touched alcohol.  (ja, ja, I can hear all the party animals shouting “boooooorrrring!”)

I grew up in a Christian home, where neither my parents, or grandparents indulged in smoking and drinking. 

The only alcohol they ever kept in the house was the tiniest bottle of sherry for the yearly Christmas cake that was baked.

And I never had any urge to experiment with those things.

Today, smoking is frowned upon more, and is becoming more socially unacceptable.  So I have many people telling me how awesome it is that I don’t  smoke.

But why is it then, that when people hear I don’t drink, some make it their mission to get me to have one?

I seriously don’t get it!

The inevitable  “oh rubbish!! Before you go home tonight, you’re going to have a drink”, is getting very old now, and I’m tired of it.  And quite frankly, I don’t give a toss if you think I’m boring because of that either.

The smell of alcohol physically makes me retch.  Wine, beer – you name it.  The most alcohol I ever tasted, was when I accidentally had a liquer chocolate, and it was regurgitated onto the closest plate (in milliseconds!).

Alcohol  just doesn’t move my waters.  And for once I wish people would just respect who I am, and not try to tank me up forcefully.

I don’t drink. Full stop. Not champagne, not ciders, not NOTHING!  And I’m proud of it.

So to you who do…..let me say this.

I don’t have issues with you, and I don’t judge you.  Each one to his/her own.

All I’m asking is that you please don’t try force your will onto mine.  Just respect my boundaries, and the fact that I will not cross them.

That’s all.