Wine Server: (to me) So, did you draw the short straw and get stuck driving?
Me: No. I just got knocked up.
This comment was a big hit and apparently called for high fives all around with the wine servers. We were having so much fun there the servers asked if they could just come with us for the rest of the day..
I can't believe this is your first stop! We're going with these girls.
Then some random guy who was there with his wife asked if he could be our driver. I think he missed some crucial bits of the conversation though because......I am the driver.
Sidenote: Don't you love the pattern on Caton's dress. I want to put it on my wall.
Caton: It's my birthday today.
Wine Server: I'm going to get you fucked up.
He then proceeded to do just that. About halfway through the tasting Kerri realized that he actually just married their cousin so Caton and Kerri are related to this guy. Crazy huh? This revelation just egged him on for getting them "fucked up" because after that, Caton's glass was never empty. Actually it was rarely less full than three quarters. If I had to take a guess, I would say she consumed somewhere between one and a half and two bottles of wine here.
Kylie took as many opportunities as possible at this winery to rub my belly, whenever an appropriate opening became available. After the first time she did it she whispered, Yes! I've been waiting to do that all day!
Then we went to the winery that has really awesome bathrooms and amazing stained glass on the bars. I can't remember the name of this one, I do remember that the bartender was a complete drag and basically hated her job, and life and pouring wine in general. She was just angry at the world. I asked her how long she had been working there and she said three years. I guess its been a long three years. I don't know if its really sinking in what a buzzkill this lady was, but I was trying desperately to get us another wine server. There was a really fun guy with the group next to us wearing a hawaiian shirt who looked like he was possible gay. He was the guy I wanted. So I asked him if he could do us and he was like no problem and then told our buzzkill lady that he would finish up our tasting for her but she was so worried about having to serve the bus that she refused to give us up. Luckily, hanging out in the bathroom made up for her poor service!
This isn't the end of our day, but I think this post is getting a little long so I'll leave you with that for now.
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