I like what I like. I'd rather drink nothing at all, than something I don't like. And sometimes that's the way it goes.
It's like when I walk into a Tap House with 40 beer taps on the wall, and 6 of them are American macroswill, 3 of them are Mexican macro-swill, 28 of them are some variety of shitty American IPA, and maybe 1 or 2 of them are something that I find interesting, but are the same 1 or 2 that I find at every other "Tap House" that has way too many IPAs. I've been known to turn around and walk out of those joints, too.