I’m having lunch at a restaurant sitting at the bar. A couple with a kid like 15 years old just sat at the bar. They told the bartender they’re all gluten free and the father ordered a water with no ice. They seem really fun and cool.
Yeah, you know, I get that for whatever reason some people don't drink (whether it's in the specific circumstance or in general), and sure, maybe there are a few folks who have a legit gluten issue - but goddam, there are just some joyless people in the world, and you wonder why they even bother to do X/Y/Z.
We were in NYC around Christmas, we had a late lunch at this amazing cafe, everything is big, and greasy, and covered in gravy, and they had a ton of draft beer options (and a full bar), they make these killer open faced sandwiches, all sort of french fry variants, they service breakfast all day and have an out of this world Eggs Benedict. We get a little of everything, some delicious local drafts, we have savory, sweet, gravy, cheese, some grits, fried everything - and sure it's not very healthy, but this place is a moment to live.
Some family behind us gets salads without dressing, fruit cups and water. They sat there, eating in silence, with their overblown handbags and whatnot, sad, starring off into the ether. We had a __blast__, our servers enjoyed us (we even scored from freebies), they rolled their eyes at the sad table - I don't get it.