Why is Sober Dan sober?
Although viewing the rest of this site might lead you to believe that
I'm Sober Dan because I am constantly drunk and doing stupid things (sort
of an irony thing, like calling a fat guy "slim"), the truth
of the matter is that I have never drank a drop of alcohol in my life
(and I still do stupid things). OK, there was this one time when Kifer
threw a beer at me and a drop got in my mouth, and another time when a
keg exploded in my face and I got beer in my eye, but I have never voluntarily
tasted, ingested, or drank alcohol.
A question I get asked a lot is: why? You obviously want to know because
you're at this page. The answer is pretty simple, actually. There is a
past history of alcoholism in my family and because alcoholism is a disease
that can be hereditary, I've denied myself the opportunity to get it.
My grandpa on my dad's side used to drink a lot of Old Style. I remember
his corn crib being full of old beer bottles. My cousin and I used to
go out there with a stick and just break the hell out of the bottles for
a good time. We never seemed to run out bottles to break, but I didn't
realize until my early teens that someone had to drink all those bottles,
and that someone was my grandpa.
He was never physically abusive and I don't actually ever remember him
being passed-out drunk, but I know that it affected my dad in a negative
way. I don't want to ever miss my son's baseball game or school play because
I'm too drunk.
I guess that I'm making a big assumption that if I ever drank, I would
instantly be addicted to the sweet bubbles of beer. That probably isn't
true, but I don't want to risk finding out right now.
Many people find it hard to believe that I made it through four years
of college and I pledged and joined a fraternity without drinking. The
truth is that I've been fortunate to surround myself with people who never
find it necessary to pressure me into drinking. In fact, I think that
most of my friends wouldn't let me drink, even if I wanted to. Probably
because then the'd have to start taking turns as the designated driver.
So do I think poorly of people who drink? Heck no! I encourage it. It
makes it easier for me to pick up chicks. Plus, then I'm not the only
one who's dancing on the table. OK, I was the only one who danced on the
table, which only means that my friends don't drink enough. Next round
is on me...
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