First off, before I write another word, please understand there is never EVER a need, in our lives together, where a power trip is necessary. There are countless ways to alter the state of your ego. Take a walk, jot in a journal, place your fist through a wall; all three I have practiced with fleeting yet successful outcomes. It’s almost as if the energy put into lies, anger, and negative outputting is becoming the norm. The wine world is full of these people, however, with maturity, you learn to white noise them out of your head. As the busy time of the year approaches, these lovelies are coming out of the cellars and stinging the hearts of salespeople everywhere.
One excuse is the powers that be have seen it all. What they are saying is that there are no original ideas, the mid tier wine price range is flooded, and who really needs another blended wine. All of this, yes, very true. Easy knife to throw, but find a new excuse. Still not a reason to be a dick.
The moments that make me dig my nails into my palms are the negotiations. Is it a sin to just buy the stuff because it’s good? I know the guy behind me may throw in some goodies to make a desirable sale, but, let’s balance this out. A cheap wine sometimes can’t get much cheaper. Mr. buyer doesn’t know I do my homework, and also doesn’t know that I know all the scum bags out there. I see what he is getting on the side. So don’t throw me over a barrel and look for more dollars under my skirt. Ain’t happening.
Thank you to the bi-polar piece of crap wine buyer in a Maryland retail wine shop for inspiring this blog. May the wine gods strike you with a bad palate, dead holiday sales, and a creeping sense that someday, just someday, someone may knock you over the head with that wine bottle you refuse to purchase for the sake of being an ass. Just saying……..
