Dale R. Hamilton
05-14-2004, 09:09 AM
So I'm in the wine store last night and in walks a really stunning girl. She goes up to the lone clerk and asks if he can help her find a wine- but inasmuch as he is already helping another woman- he must defer. Having nothing better to do, I walk over and say "Pardon me my dear- I'm only a customer, but I'm very experienced with wine". BTW- I'm over 60, and inspite of dashing good looks- I'm already married). Now at this point I'm eagerly anticipating a dissertation on the ability of a vintage Bordeaux as opposed to a Chateau nuf de Pap to stand up to a good steak. She says "it was in a green bottle with a red label with a yellow thing on it". I ask red or white wine? "dunno- I was in a dark room whenI drank it". So I ask what was the country of origin?......"dunno". I ask how much she paid for it ..."dunno, bought other things that day". So finally I says.... "What will you be having for dinner my dear.... I'll pick out a really nice wine that will go with it". She says it won't be dinner- she will be drinking it with her boyfriend after sex- presumeably in the same dark room. So now completely flumoxed- I left her exploring the shelves for a red label with a yellow thing on it....