I think some of you have the wrong idea of what I mean when I say, “I don’t associate with those who drink alcohol.”
Forgive me for not clarifying.
I do NOT snub those who drink or stick my nose up in the air, or sigh and close my eyes and shake my head around them, or refuse to sit next to them at Mass, or refuse to attend Bible studies and Catholic conferences and benedictions and adoration with them I do not refuse to play the piano for them.
I don’t do any of these things. I have the impression that some of you think I do these things. Well, I don’t.
I am very friendly with people in a setting where there is no eating or drinking.
People like me. And I like them.
I attend dinners, picnics, luncheons, etc. with small groups of people–my Catholic Bible Fellowship group (all women), my Why Catholic group (mixed ages, sexes, marital statuses), the RCIA class (which I no longer help with, but my husband helps with, so I get invited to their fellowships), my friends who have special occasions (retirements, birthday parties, etc.)
I never say a word about alcohol. I swear to God. Never a word and never a look either.
The ONLY time it comes up is when someone offers me a drink of alcohol and I say politely–I swear I say it politely with no hint of snottiness or “Protestant uppityness”–“No, thank you, but I will have a soda. please.”
A few times, I have been challenged by someone, who says, “Hey, you’re not Protestant anymore. It’s OK to drink now.”
Again, I say, “No thank you” politely. I swear, no attitude from me.
And at least twice, the challenge has continued, as someone says, “You know, it’s not a sin.”
At this point, I get a little upset–just a little, I swear–and I say, “I agree, it’s not a sin, but I choose not to drink alcohol for non-religious reasons. My choice has nothing to do with whether it’s a sin or not.”
When I say, “I don’t associate with people who drink,” perhaps what I should have said instead is that I don’t go out with people who specifically to go out to “drink” and where alcohol is a featured “attraction.”
I don’t think this is very much fun for non-drinkers, to sit in a bar or at a festival with a lot of people who are drinking and getting jolly (not drunk). Usually bar cokes are horribly expensive, watered down, and flat, and they don’t give free re-fills. So why on earth would I want to sit there and…I don’t even know what to do in that setting! I totally don’t fit in. I’m like Debbie Downer–while everyone else is whooping it up, I’m looking around for someone who will hold a serious conversation with me. And I don’t find those people in drinking settings.
I know I can’t begin to convey to you how awkward it feels to be a non-drinker in a setting where everyone else is drinking. BradW expressed it pretty well when he described his experience at his parish gold outing. You feel like a dweeb. Like you should just go home and let everyone else continue the party.
You think we teetotallers LIKE feeling this way? NO, we do not. It’s like being the wallflower at a prom. It’s like being the guy in the wheelchair at a marathon–sure, everyone’s nice and there are events for wheelchair racers, but the fact is, you’re still sitting in a wheelchair while most other people aren’t. You’re DIFFERENT than other people, and there’s nothing you can do about. Just like the guy in the wheelchair can’t make himself get up and walk, non-drinkers can’t make themselves like something that smells like cat pee to them.