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TIFU by letting a few coworkers at my new job think I’m a recovering alcoholic

So this actually did happen today!

I started my new job in the private sector today. Was really excited to start there as being in public in my field was so draining and tiring. Anyway, I went through the usual new hire processes. Showed up and was given a tour of the office, while being introduced to all my new coworkers. It’s a pretty small office, I’d say less than 50 people there.

After the introductions, I had my onboarding training and whatnot. During my training, I went to the break lounge to get myself some water and saw some of my new coworkers talking and decided to force myself to socialize and be a part of it (I’m a big introvert so I decided to go out of my way). They were about 4 or 5 of them having a chat and discussing another one of my coworkers, we’ll call them coworker X. They were all discussing how coworker X used to be an alcoholic and just hit a major milestone in their recovery by being sober for the last 6 years.

Now, I should mention a few things. One, I’m not that big of an alcohol drinker. I drink maybe once every few months, unless a situation I’m in calls for it or I’m in the mood. No health reasons why or anything like that. Just don’t like the taste of it or how heavy it feels in my belly. I also usually go a while without drinking alcoholic beverages too, sometimes 4 or so months. But at my age (late 20s), it’s hard to be social without with others in my age group without alcohol. And two, I like to challenge myself for no reason and just do random stuff to see if I can do it. Usually it involves how long I can go without doing so & so.

Anyway, back to the story. They were all discussing coworker X’s milestone of being sober for 6 years. And overhearing the discussion and trying to be social I go, “wow that’s impressive, I hope I can last that long!”. They all look at me with a sort of “uhhh I don’t know what to say to that” look. One of them ask me how long it’s been since I had a drink and I say “Barely a week, I got plastered last weekend cuz my buddy got engaged and we were celebrating”. I then get “I feel so sorry for him” and “oh honey” looks all around from them. They eventually disband and one of them tells me “Don’t worry you’ll make it to 6 years in no time” as they leave. It then hits me that they think I’m also a recovering alcoholic, & it’s too late to correct them otherwise.

TL;DR: I made a comment to a group of my new coworkers about how I want to also go 6 years without alcohol, like a recovering alcoholic coworker we have, and they think that I’m also a recovering alcoholic.

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