My Reputation Precedes Me.

Everywhere I go, no matter what day or time of day it is, people (especially people that know me) offer me a drink. I wish I could sit here and tell you that everyone knows of my unquenchable thirst and that, reading it upon my face, seek to remedy that by offering me a hydrating beverage. Alas, that is not the case. You know what I'm talking about. You know what I'm being offered.

I swear, sometimes it's all I'm known for; it's all people see me as. A drinker. A drunk, perhaps and nothing more. Then again, what am I showing them? What else have I been if not the very thing I've come to detest. Not completely but slightly yet still...

I think I need to work on my rep. I think it's time for a new one.