Social drinkers are, to me, most mysterious creatures who are, by and large, unaware of their blessed state.
They do not believe that hot dogs and beer, wine and cheese, or sour mash and ice cubes go together like love and marriage.
They do no turn their glasses bottoms up to eke out the last molecule of C2H5OH.
They willingly stop imbibing after one or two.
They do not drink every day, or every week, or even every month.
They're entirely unself-conscious in saying, "Just water for me."
Slainte! if you're one of them!