Being happy about turning 21. Been there, done that.
A lot of fuss, about nothing. Seriously, how many teenagers in America actually waited till they were 21 to start drinking? If you were like me, from the 17-20 age range, you likely spent many a weekend getting drunk or partaking in other forms of youth shenanigans.
Then you turn 21, and everyone is like "OH!!!! ThaT is SO TiiiiiiGHT!!! You can drink legally now!"
But what they really say is: "Cool, now you can progress yourself on the footpath of an alcoholic. You can now go to overcrowded, improperly ventilated environments and pay 2-3 times mark up on the same drinks you could've bought at the corner store, then worry about how you can get home without somebody winding up in jail! And the best part; You get to feel like s*** tomorrow!"
Drinking lost the majority of its fun when I turned 21. Still, here or there, I'll turn back a few beers. But that sexy allure, disappeared into the birthdays past.
None the less, if you've pledged your allegiance to this country, you owe at least one trip to a drinking establishment on your 21st. So, God speed, and good luck sir.
And hopefully you don't discover a similar problem to the one I discovered on my 21st birthday; being cougar bait.
