Introversion is not a super power: How misanthropy masquerades as ‘The Introvert Hangover’

Shut the F*@& Up Ale, Beer Making Extract Kit

I never really knew what a hangover was until I hit 30. Now, sure, I remember languishing while “soooooo hungovvveeerrrrrrr” as a younger man, grunting and whining my way through damn near most of a morning until the sacred elixir of greasy spoon eggs and corner store Gatorade returned me to the point where an early…