Most of us have one or two things that we don’t really like regardless of how people love them. I can relate to things like this because there are some foods or drinks that I don’t like and not because of any health issues but I am not just comfortable either with the smell or taste.
Just because I am not comfortable with something doesn’t mean I should commend it, I mean there are a lot of people in the world and we can’t feel the same way or like the same thing, which is very fine, one thing is sure, I love diversity.
When I saw this the prompt, I just knew I needed to write on it because it is quite relatable. I have a friend of mine who doesn’t like coffee and we get along so well, at first I didn’t know she was not a coffee person but when I got to find out, her reaction to me was nothing like hatred and she understood my likes and I understood hers.
My relationship would not be based on people's likes of coffee, if she had responded differently; maybe condemning my love of coffee, then it would be a deal breaker not because she doesn’t like coffee but because she condemned something I love.
In a simpler word, it will be a deal breaker because she doesn’t respect my choice. After all, it wouldn’t only occur in coffee but also the act of condemning will reflect in other things that I love and she doesn’t.
Now, let’s say a friend of mine set me up with someone. I was quite excited because I knew that she would pick a nice choice, I took my time to get dressed, choosing expensive clothes and accessories. I got the car and to the restaurant.
I met him, a fine gentleman, well composed, with a nice fashion sense. I smiled to myself as I secretly thanked my friend in my mind and made my way to our table. We had a fun chat and we got along so well, we had our meal nicely and when it was time for dessert, we requested cakes but I ordered a coffee alongside it.
“Coffee?” He asked arching his brows.
“Well, yes,” I answered, with a questioning look.
“Hmm, I don’t like coffee, even the smell of it irritates me.” He said as he sneezed his face.
“Any particular reason?” I asked.
“No reason actually, I just don’t like it naturally” he shrugged.
“Hehe, looks like you will get used to it soon When I influence you.” I smiled and he chuckled.
“I really don’t think so.” He said and smiled.
Our order came in, I took my coffee and looked at him.
“Too bad, looks like you are going to need a nose mask as you watch me drink,” I said as I sipped my coffee.
“C’mon, do your thing. It is not like I am going to die.” He joked.
“Yeah. I hope you don’t pass out” I laughed.
We had a nice moment, and I got to know one thing about him: he doesn’t like coffee.
But if the story goes like this.
“Coffee?” He asked arching his brows.
“Well, yes,” I answered, with a questioning look.
“Hmm, I don’t like coffee, even the smell of it irritates me. I wonder what people see in coffee, all it does is irritate me.” He said as he sneezed his face.
“Just because you don’t like something doesn’t mean the thing is trash,” I stated.
“Coffee is just so overrated, I just ask myself if they don’t have something better to drink.” He scoffed.
This kind of response is a deal breaker for me, condemning something just because you don’t like it, because I am someone who doesn’t like to cause an argument if he keeps nagging about how he hates people drinking coffee. I will pay my bills, even if it is with my last money.
I will look for somewhere else to sit and enjoy my coffee and also order a ‘takeout’ to continue enjoying my coffee at home. I basically won’t have any kind of relationship with someone who condemns what a person loves.
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