Lightweight

The majority of people I work with (managers included) are big drinkers. Once every couple of weeks there's a "special occasion" gathering where the drinkers get together and get trashed. In 7 years I have been to about two of these and I didn't stay very long.

I don't know if I've ever mentioned this before, but I am NOT a drinker. I mean, my body loathes me when I put any amount of alcohol in it. Which is good, considering my father is an alcoholic..At least I know I'll never go that route! Anyway, when I say my body hates alcohol, I'm not kidding. Just one sip of a drink and I can feel it going through my bloodstream. Just one drink and I'm pretty buzzed. I just don't like the feeling I get then...I don't like things spinning around, I don't like not being able to focus on things or people when they're talking to me, I don't like the feeling that I might do something stupid because I feel a lack of control. Believe me, I've been drunk before and done one or two stupid things I've already half-forgotten about, and I don't want to do anything like that again.

So anyway, I never go to these parties that everyone at work goes to. They know I don't like drinking, and they're cool with that. Last night was the last day of a really fucking cool manager that we work with (I am really sad to see him go) so I decided to make a rare appearance at the party. Everyone was all "Wow! Jen's here!" and wanted to get me trashed. Yeah, I'm sure that would've been amusing and probably would've made for a good story to float around the restaurant..But I stayed for 3 hours and left. I had 4 drinks and I was ready for bed!

I woke up in the middle of the night and my body was aching, and now I have a headache. I can't believe my co-workers get up and go to work after nights like this. Then again I guess if you're a lush your body gets used to it.