You're telling me. She can't have fun if she thinks I'm not having fun.
Well gee, let's see where I was:
Labor Day "picnic" in a redneck town. Tons of people drinking (I don't drink), standing around in a tight crowd, tons of people smoking (which gives me a headache), and I can't hear jack. Of course I'm not going to have fun. Now she's acting like some pro at going out on the town and how "where ever you go out people are going to be drinking and smoking, it's not your thing". Bull! You don't always have to go to a bar or some drunk fest to have fun.