So tonight I’m off to a wine tasting party. It’s also a betting party. See, everyone is to bring a bottle of pinot noir (under $20) and one dollar. Cork out of the bottle, dollar in the pool. The bearer of the best bottle brings home the bucks.
I foresee a few issues that should make this an interesting evening. First, if everyone brings a bottle of wine, and every bottle of wine is opened, the potential for everyone getting a bit tipsy is high. Who wants to see all of that wine go to waste? The Democrats have won! Let’s celebrate! Mmmm… Yummy pinot. We ain’t drinking the fucking merlot.
Second, if a lot of people show up, and if everyone tastes everything (there ain’t going to be a lot of spitting, as we ain’t that sophisticated), the person who uncorks the last bottle is going to win, even if he or she brought plonk.
I foresee a few issues that should make this an interesting evening. First, if everyone brings a bottle of wine, and every bottle of wine is opened, the potential for everyone getting a bit tipsy is high. Who wants to see all of that wine go to waste? The Democrats have won! Let’s celebrate! Mmmm… Yummy pinot. We ain’t drinking the fucking merlot.
Second, if a lot of people show up, and if everyone tastes everything (there ain’t going to be a lot of spitting, as we ain’t that sophisticated), the person who uncorks the last bottle is going to win, even if he or she brought plonk.
This is my bottle.
At $14, it’s a decent bottle of pinot
that stands a chance of winning.
Still, I’m going last.
Third, I have to work in the morning and deal with people all day long. The company that owns the company I work for has a warehouse sale every couple of months. Just to spite us, I think, they make us work the sale. I will be standing up all day long tomorrow, and I will be required to be nice to people. I should be responsible and take it easy, but I was reasonably responsible last weekend, and I was rewarded with the worst head cold I've had in ages. So screw that idea.
Wish me luck. If all goes well, I will wake up on someone’s couch $30 richer and late for work due to a splitting hangover.
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waking up on someone elses couch with 30 quid, are you a working gurl on the side? if so do you make hoose calls? if not forget I even mentioned it.
I actually came here looking for personality tests gotta get a fix man.
Oh, I do love wine. And the party sounds like a nice idea, although you've pointed out a few flaws. Let us know how it all works out.
I know that company, as you know, and I'll bet you $1 that you'll sell a few books our own company sells through them, and I'll be you another $1 that you'll sell a few romances with my cover designs on them. Small world.
Have a great time, Sassy.
And please wake up with a clearer head than I just have.
Ow!
Now that sounds like fun. I'll have to pass this game on to the big wino's here on Long Island. We had a wine called Jealous Bitch and Vampire the other night.The JB has a bulldog on the front.
Ah... Last night was fun---what a great idea for a party. Work, of course, sucked, and now I'm beat.
Knudsen I'm not that kind of working girl. I woke up on my sister's couch.
Robyn We probably did sell a couple of your books, so I'm not taking that bet (one bet per week is my limit).
Dive I'm sorry your head hurts you. The hangover demons spared me for some unknown reason, for I was most unkind to my system last night. Wine, a beer, and several cocktails followed by three hours of sleep.
Babs Jealous Bitch and the Vampire sounds most interesting. Do tell.
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