There’s this thing that happens where I keep a bottle of whiskey in the house that I don’t use very often because I just don’t drink very often.
And then someone looks in the liquor cabinet one day and says “why do we have whiskey? Who drinks whiskey?” and then I say “it’s mine. It’s so I can make whiskey sours.”
And then because my close friends and family only drink wine and beer and don’t know what a cocktail is they then ask “What’s a whiskey sour?” and I say “It’s simple syrup, whiskey, and lemon juice on ice”
Then they say “What does that taste like?” and I say “Kind of like gross lemonade but in a good way. I could make you one if you like.” and then they say “No thanks I don’t really do cocktails”
And then two months later the exact same thing happens again with the exact same person because they have forgotten every part of that exchange.
But see, this somehow happens with both every member of my household and every person who visits us regularly and sometimes even with one time guests.
So I have this exact exchange like once or twice a week realistically and tbh I think it’s starting to drive me insane how literally nobody in my life can hold the knowledge of what a whiskey sour is in their brain for longer than three seconds.
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