I'm the only sober person in this photo.
I signed up to be the designated driver for Mary's birthday party in Downtown Sacramento on Friday night (Mary being second from the right). I took my job extremely seriously and did not have a single alcoholic beverage in the three hours we were at the bar.
I've never really had to be a designated driver. When I lived in Santa Barbara, there were plenty of bars within walking distance, not to mention a bus that would deliver people straight from Isla Vista to the downtown bars. In Washington DC, I didn't have a car anyway, so all travel, drunk or not, was via metro, cab, or foot. And, now in Davis, there are plenty of bars a short bike ride away.
But, on Friday night I was the DD. And, you know? It's not so bad.
First, the bartender made me free fancy fruit juice cocktails.
Second, Katie shared a heaping plate of nachos with me.
Third, the restaurant gave me free coffee.
Finally, Michelle ordered me blueberry french toast sticks.
I spent the whole night out at a fantastic bar for zero dollars. ZERO!*
*Well, maybe the price of a little bit of gasoline, but Will takes care of that so it's almost like that money doesn't actually exist and, anyway, it has certainly got to be way less than the cocktails, the nachos, the coffee, and the french toast I would have had to buy for myself. Plus, alcohol.
I'm now totally down to be the designated driver. It's quite an incredible bargain and completely hangover-free.
Funny thing is: when I called Shannon and told her that I would drive, she responded most enthusiastically by offering to buy me my first glass of wine.