Sadly Beer-leavable

(I’m a counselor at a local summer day camp. I hate coffee, and so on occasion bring in a can of whatever energy drink is available at the corner store.)

Camper: “Ms. [My Name], what are you drinking?”

Me: “It’s like coffee, but it tastes like soda.”

Camper: “Oh! I thought it was a beer.”

Me: “Why would you think I’m drinking a beer at 7:45 in the morning?”

Camper: “My dad does!”