Cross-posted from my Facebook page.
I have two types of friends/acquaintances who are in recovery — the first type is the type that you can go out with and who will not only NOT have a problem with you having a cocktail in front of them, but who will actually be perfectly fine with offering to buy a round of drinks in spite of the fact that all they’re drinking is diet soda or iced tea.
The second type is the type who, when you order a cocktail in front of them, will get a thoughtful/concerned look on his or her face and ask you, “Has alcoholism run in your family?” Or, even more directly, “Would you like to go to a meeting with me?” Both of which I’ve been asked at one time or another by a person in recovery and both times the question was prompted solely by my having ordered a cocktail at a cocktail appropriate time and place.
The latter are people to whom I refer as the Misery Loves Company Crowd and who tend to believe that it is simply impossible for another human being to enjoy an alcoholic beverage from time to time without also being an alcoholic just like them.
Needless to say; the latter are people with whom I tend to limit my social activities. Not because I drink so much — but because I can’t stand their sense of smug superiority/feigned concern when confronted with people who like to drink but who actually don’t have a drinking problem.