Steemit Engagement Challenge (week 2): Create your original story | Steemit/ "Mistakes people make when attempting to blend into society" by @stellaheart

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I'd want to take this occasion to express my gratitude to @Colombia-Original for their fantastic effort. I'm pleased to participate in the week 2 contest, and I'd want to thank you for arranging it; this is my first entry engagement challenge. Today I'm going to tell you about "Mistakes people make when attempting to blend into society".

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The most common mistake people make is not picking their battles carefully or attempting to prove a point when it is not required. You'll usually find out that if you don't succeed in the above, you'll be left with a bleeding nose, pummeled, and forced to calculate your losses. In an ideal world, there is always more dignity in standing up for what one believes in rather than being cowed into adhering to society expectations."na asokata Eze anya, ekpulu nkata n'iru welu gwaya okwu," according to an igbo proverb (After a long period of being silent, one becomes bold enough to speak his mind)

My close friends have teased me for not drinking alcohol, and I've been a social victim as a result of that. I had always defended my decision to abstain from alcohol use, but last night was different. My girls were all bragging about their ability to consume an entire more beer in one sitting. It became a thing to the point that it was agreed that whoever lost would have to pay for every drink taken by everyone else.

I intended to keep mute and watch from the sidelines, but the devil took advantage of the opportunity and I gave him. I let him use me by joining the conversation and boasting about how smart I was. I let him utilize me by joining the conversation and announcing that I would take as many bottles as they needed. I wasn't convinced by what I said, and it was too late to retract it, but then the death lurking around a dog prevents it from perceiving the scent of feces.

When we got to the bar, I had no idea what drink to order, so I took a chance and asked for a bottle of Heineken because it appeared to be a common request, plus they employ a known face in their TV commercials. I told myself that I would rather eat the bitter leaf soup than take another drop of that drink. I no longer need to swallow a nasty pill in humiliation at my age, instead, I opt for an injection. With this in mind, I ditched my Heineken in favor of a glass of orange juice, but it was already gone.

I had the choice to choose from yourghurt, Malt, and Farouz, so I went with Malt to avoid being accused of going all the way to a bar for mineral. The girls insisted on refilling everyone's drink with their brand. While other people's drinks were being refilled, my Malt continued to arrive with each round. Until the eighth round,

They had no idea what was going on, my side of the table looked like it was used for a general meeting of short people. I couldn't blame the individual who asked whether Guinness was running a buy one, get one free promotion because I was on another level. When I started placing the chips and salad from the barbeque into my glass, possibly to prepare my own smoothie or cocktail, I painstakingly recognized I had dealt with myself.

What an accomplishment that no man has ever accomplished. My friends were surprised, but not as much as I was, who, upon realizing my madness, rushed for the bottle of malt, equipped with a torchlight, to double-check the "Ingredients" to ensure I hadn't been taking Malt extra pro max all along. It was a humiliating experience, especially because it happened in front of other female acquaintances. I pretended to faint by losing my equilibrium and falling off my seat to the ground. I recall hearing sonia wake up, "Waiter, please fetch us water, I don't understand what this one is attempting to do here"

Someone had already given Mira water from our table before the waiter arrived. She dumped a lot of water on me, but I didn't move. With his short hand, she scooped it up and rubbed it on my face. I noticed she hadn't cleansed her hand after eating the fish. My face was ablaze with pepper, but I couldn't move because I'd passed out.

I wanted to embarrass the devil by standing up, but when I heard my friends say, "little malt we dey use to hold body, e arrive your turn you drink am faint," I decided to stay put. To avoid frightening the already assembled crowd, I began slowly opening my eyes, but when my friends saw I had done the shouted, "you will come and pay for our drinks. People cannot have conscience and pity someone who has just regained consciousness, so I discreetly closed my eyes that was the last thing I remembered before woken by my next-door neighbor that the rang the doorbell, asking me to come over and switch off our generator, that the electricty had restored .
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