So the first night in Boston, all the coworkers I hung out with went to three/four different restaurants bars and restaurants guzzling beer like camels with water. Those drunk people got super chummy and friendly with each other, to the point that I was insecure if I should be as interested in forming friendships and good interpersonal relationships with coworkers. Another point with drunk coworkers, there was also a point in time where I was concerned something exciting not in a good way might happen between various people and it wouldn't be great since they were all married with kids etcetera. The good news was I went to bed way before that situation went anywhere so I didn't have to see it or hear about it.
And the next day I realized it was just drunk people being drunk and there was no real substantial interpersonal relationships being made, a big relief.
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