Laugh, and the world laughs with you, Weep, and you weep alone. Drink alone, and the world assumes you must be weeping, and silently judges you for your lack of a drinking buddy.
But… why? Are we so uneasy with the idea of independence in the face of crowds that the simple act of grabbing a drink sans companion(s) is not only semi-stigmatized, but almost looked down upon? Eating alone hardly carries the same baggage (though, to be fair, you have to eat to live), and most coffee shops are basically designed for parties of one.
Walk into any given bar in America right now and you'll probably find someone in there, purposefully alone. Let me be clear: it's fine. It's great. It can be one of the best bar-going experiences of your life, really. But like ice road trucking, there's a right way and a wrong way to do it. And also like ice road trucking, doing it the wrong way can be disastrous and troublesome for yourself and those around you.