<human>: Could you distill the essence of the text into 1-3 sentences?

So to start, this happened yesterday.

A little background: I'm a young man, and the leader of my parish's Young Adult Faith group. There has also developed a fairly substantiated rumor among this group that I am a bit of a drinker (culminating with me praying to the porcelain gods over going to morning Mass this past Sunday, for an event I set up).

So set the stage to me trying to live down this reputation this week, right before independence day weekend of all weekends. A dear buddy is back in town on leave from the military, and he's just entered his fourth and final year of active duty service. Bored midday, we're hanging out, looking for something to do, and he questions me about a "new Irish pub" in the village of our small hometown (which is nearly four years old, but he's been away). It is presently 2 pm.

We drive over there, and the pub must have just shooed out the last of the lunch crowd, because it's empty except for the barkeep and the help. The barkeep realizes my bud has never seen the place before, so he gives us a tour of the inside and after, being inside so long on a sunny day, we decide to sit out front with our drinks.

It's a lovely day, with mostly elderly people and really young couples walking by. Being roughly 2:30 pm on a Wednesday afternoon, and drinking beer without any visible food stuff in full view of anyone walking down or driving by through the main street of our town, I realize "This appears to be the behavior of an alcoholic."

No sooner than I think this does a familiar sedan drive right by the pub. A hand flies out and I hear shouted "r/JungleTextBook!" It takes me a minute of being shocked to realize that was the car of one of my Young Adult group members, who had a passenger also of our group. And here I was day drinking. ONE BEER!

Of course, we had a meeting scheduled for that night.

Being nervous and slightly embarrassed, I showed up. Light teasing and reminiscing ensued. All was good; I forgot for a minute we were Catholic and drinking's all good in the papist hood.
<bot>: I was trying to live down the reputation of being an alcoholic, and the good Christian Young Adults I minister to saw me day-drinking in town.