Don't You Just Love Karma?
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Last week my DH and I went to a party with a large group of coworkers/friends. I don't drink alcohol, not because I have an issue with it, but because I don't like the taste. Never have. Up until now, I've never had an issue drinking my water or my coke while everyone else gets snockered. I'm the perenial designated driver, and I'm good with that. Even in college, no one cared that I didn't drink. But this night, there was one guy at the party, a husband of a co-worker, who wouldn't leave it be. He kept trying to get me to drink wine, even ordering me a glass (which I passed off to someone else) and trying to get the bartender to put vodka in my water. He kept making fun of me with the other guests there and basically acting like a real pain. I tried to laugh most of it off and told him he should be happy that I would be able to drive him home no matter how much he "enjoyed" himself that evening. I even asked when we were ready to leave if anyone wanted a ride before we left. Which of course, prompted some smart replies from him that made me burn. And, no, he didn't think he needed a ride home.
Well, how surprising when I opened the newspaper last night to see in the court log that he had been charged with a DWI that night and had his license revoked. Who's laughing now, Mr. Smartypants??
hahaha! I'm not a big drinker either, and it seems like it's the law that someone always insists on buying me a drink when I say that. Well, If I ever DO decide to be a big drinker, I know the quickest way to get free drinks. lol
I don't drink either, and it annoys me to no end when there is someone at a get-together that will not get that through their thick skull. They always seem to think that since my husband drinks (he enjoys craft beers), then clearly I should too. I'm like you - it all tastes bad to me. I even had one friend who bothered me about it so bad every time he had a get together at his house, I finally point blank told him that if he mentioned anything about me not drinking again I was never coming back. He finally got the hint. But glad to hear your "friend" got what was coming to him! I also hope he didn't hurt anyone though.