The Pressure to Drink In College (and Beyond) is Real

The first time I got drunk was during my sophomore year of college. I was at a party where they were serving grain alcohol. At the time I didn’t know what grain alcohol was but we were packed in like sardines, the room was hot and I was thirsty. That night the drink of choice was being “served” out of over-sized plastic garbage cans and it tasted like Hawaiian Punch so I drank deeply. Without remembering how I got there I ended up back at my dormitory in the communal bathroom, sprawled out on...