Has Already Decidered

(Our local food security group is pressing apples at the Fall Fair, which we have done for several years. I like to help, because it’s a lot of fun, but I never drink apple juice or cider. To me, it smells exactly like horse pee. My friends know this, but sometimes they forget. We have just finished mulling a fresh batch of cider.)

Coworker: *trying to hand me a cup* “Hey, [My Name], try this. This batch is really good.”

Me: “Mmmm! Warm horse urine! Even better!”