By Stewart Mandel
As a white, heterosexual, college-educated male, you would think I have no idea what it’s like to be part of a frowned-upon minority. You would be wrong.
I know what it’s like to endure puzzled looks and subtle digs from people who can’t comprehend my chosen lifestyle. I constantly find myself in awkward social situations where I’m forced to hide, or make excuses for, my dubious identity.
I’ll just come out and say it: I’m a non-drinker.
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