My name is Laurie and I don’t like beer. I’ve tried to like beer. Believe me, I’ve tried. There are two reasons I’ve tried to like beer: (1) It’s usually cheap and (2) Sometimes places are only allowed to serve beer and wine and (2)(a) Sometimes I’m not in the mood for wine (2)(a)(1/2) Yeah, that’s right. Sometimes I’m not in the mood for wine.
At the Boy’s Haven Crawfish Festival a few weeks ago, I was faced with reasons (2) and (2)(a). My friend, Melissa, doesn’t have the same problem I have with beer. So, while she was drinking beer, I was drinking lemonade. I was enjoying the bands but Melissa was REALLY enjoying the bands.
Just before John Corbett came on, one of the guys from my office showed up and he wanted to buy us some beer. I told him I didn’t like beer so he bought beer for him and Melissa until he just couldn’t stand it anymore. After about two rounds of me not drinking beer, he came back with a beer for me. To be polite, I took a few sips. A few sips led to a few more sips. Before I knew it, I had drunk the whole beer.
Melissa said, “You drank that whole beer?!” Melissa has known me since we were in grade school and she was not only shocked that I had drank a whole beer, she was also pissed because she was counting on finishing my beer.
I told my friend from the office, “You just bought me my first beer.”
He said, “No way. I’m calling bullshit on that one.”
I said, “No, really, I’ve never drank a whole beer before.”
I don’t know if it was the heat or if it was because a cute guy bought me the beer but I guess you can teach an old dog new drinking tricks.