I feel entitled because ... I'm a birthday boy

I'm not the type of person who often says "I have rights" or "I feel entitled..."

Those rights that a person should have by birth - to be free, to have a place to live, what to eat, water to drink, to be able to express themselves freely, I do not question at all.
I would be ready to fight and die for those rights.
As well as for those rights that I have acquired through my work, effort and dedication.

This is about some other rights.
The ones that individuals think they should have, because they are God-given, so how can that right be denied to them...

I was brought up not to think that anything belongs to me more than anyone else in this world.
For this reason, I am careful, thrifty and take care of the environment, which is not only mine, but that of everyone around me.
I don't think that if I have the opportunity, I should absolutely take advantage of everything right away, especially in a situation where someone else will be deprived of what I think belongs to me.

So for everything in life.
For all that is "free" and within reach of all of us... For water, for air, for food, for space, our environment, for culture, for finance... There has been a lot of talk here in recent days about HP, and also for that...

The right to just take, and that someone else might lose because of it...

No, I'm not like that. I am not God-given and in this world almost nothing revolves around me. I have the same rights as everyone else.

But...

Last night, even though I had a cold for 10 days, I went out to a cocktail bar in the city center, in the company of women, for a previously arranged meeting.

Well, even that right to stay home because of a cold, I didn't want to use (although I probably should have), because in that situation the company would be left without the desired cocktail.

We sat down at the cocktail bar and after looking at the menu, everyone chose one for themselves.

I already had an ultimatum, under which I agreed to go. Since I still have a cold, I'll just drink one...
I have already drunk a lot of cocktails from this menu, and this time I decided on Fat Boy Slim, because of the slightly lower amount of alcohol.

The girls ordered Purple Tain, Strawberry Daiquiri and Tijuana Taxi.

We sat in the garden, enjoyed a pleasant night with music, the murmur of people from the neighboring tables and a delicious cocktail.

The evening was warm, so the ice from the cocktail melted a little faster.
Just so fast that I drank my cocktail twice as fast as the girls.
Even though I agreed to the terms of the date, I still wanted to have another drink...
A mild one, with a little alcohol?
"So why do you insist?" my partner asked me.
"I feel entitled because today is my second Hive birthday, my anniversary, which I want to mark with another cocktail".

 

 
I received congratulations from the girls and permission to drink another, weaker one.

I chose Bahama Mama and as Hive birthday boy, toasted with them.
The cocktail, which I feel entitled to take 😀