#3

I hate getting drunk in front of people I barely know, but getting drunk is pretty much the only way I can handle people I barely know.

It always leads to the "funny story". I've had a few of these about me in my almost-33 years on the planet. I hate them.

Don't get me wrong, it's not the embarrassment, although I could probably live without that. It's the way they fuck up the telling. Chinese whispers and a rush to the punchline kills the context and turns a human moment into something clownish and grotesque.

And that's what hits you in the weeks following the incident. A carnival-mirror reflection of one exchange out of a night.

It always leads to the impossible promise that you won't drink again.

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