Something I fail to remember when I'm out drinking with the few coworkers whose company I actually enjoy is that I still can't talk to them like I would with close friends. This tends to lead to awkward conversations...
Coworker: Oh, Zander, I should send you this link, you'd love it.
Zander: What does that mean? Why would I like it? Because I'm black? Is it some African drum dance or something?
Coworker: Right. Ha.