I am continuing yesterday’s story with little snippets of my road to Independence.
For a more background information, please read:
So today’s story is about my first alcoholic drink.
My parents were quite strict and made me promise that I wouldn’t drink before finishing university.
And if I ever planned to get drunk for the first time, it had to happen at home, with their supervision.
The first promise I broke. The second I kept.
But technically, it was their fault 😉
On their wedding anniversary, dad bought a bottle of champagne.
I was 19 at the time.
I was allowed to have one glass and felt excited about that.
But I never expected it to be so bitter and terrible.
After only a few sips, my legs felt like jelly and I felt like I was lifted by balloons to land with unicorns.
To reduce the bitterness, however, I had this wonderful idea to pour a large amount of sugar into the glass of champagne.
I thought it was hilarious when it fizzed up and exploded all over my new clothes.
I remember rolling my parents their eyes.
But also a look of relieve.
“If this is the worst thing she does when “drunk”, we don’t have to worry.
Well, let me about tell you about the next event 😉
I had lived a couple of months on my own and got to know a nice group of people.
Two of them recently start sharing a large, fancy apartment and threw a housewarming.
There were many new people.
Nobody pressured me to drink, but I guess I was just a bit curious.
One glass of Vodka – Coke did the trick.
After an hour of dancing around the house, I somehow made my way to the bathroom, crawling through the crowd!
A few people helped me find my way back to the couch.
I fell asleep.
Somewhere around 2 in the night I woke up.
It was dark and the entire apartment was empty.
I switched on the light and looked at the mess.
I panicked. Did I do all of this?!
But “I still have time to fix this”.
I started washing the dishes. Vacuum cleaned the floor. And made sure everything was spotless.
I woke up again in the morning by a loud laughter.
“Did you clean all of this?”, the owner of the apartment asked, “Didn’t you see the note I left you?”.
I didn’t, but there it was indeed:
We are going to the city center. You didn’t seem to wake up, but when you do, feel free to crawl into the guest bedroom.
I’ll make you breakfast tomorrow 😉
Instead of the promised breakfast, they invited me to a nice restaurant for dinner.
The news of me cleaning their house spread very fast.
Surprisingly, I was invited to every party ever since. Hopefully for more than just my cleaning abilities 😉
Now, as a disclaimer, I do want to stress I don’t promote getting drunk and I am not proud of it.
But if you do want to do it, make sure you are in a safe environment.
I think it’s impossible to drink an alcoholic beverage for the first time and not get tipsy.
I would like to say that only once was enough for me to learn my lesson, but it happened 2 or 3 more times.
But that’s 6 years ago.
I am very sophisticated drinker nowadays 😉
Do you remember your first sip of alcohol?