You always learn form your mistakes, and I will definitely will never be making this one again. On my second ever shift, a customer saunted into the shop. He was middle aged man, oozing confidence and style. I turned round to find Samuel to get excited about selling a bottle of wine, and hopefully a fine one at that….but he was nowhere to be seen. Panic set it, and I was just living on the hope that the Pierce Brosnan will know exactly what he wants and pay and leave.
“Excuse me, I was wondering if you could help me out?”
Bollocks.
“Err, yes certainly…” I whimpered
“My wife is rustling up a Garbure this evening, and I was wonder what you’d recommend?”
Not to sound uneducated, I went along with it; but all that was running through my mind was, what the Chuck Norris was “Garbure.” (A thick French soup with bacon and cabbage wouldn’t be in my first 25 guesses).
“certainly, I’d suggest a powerful red, and in particular one from Burgundy, otherwise a nice Bourgogne would also be perfect.” For some stupid reason I felt confident in my response, to which I received a puzzled look and:
“Isn’t Bourgogne the French for Burgundy”
Double bollocks….
Tags: bourgogne, burgundy, career, career change, comedy, interests, mistakes, vintage, wine
September 18, 2009 at 12:05 am |
hahaha. great use of wikipedia Fred. You should have replied, with incredulity, ‘don’t you know what the difference between a Bourgogne and a Burgundy is?’
September 25, 2009 at 3:44 pm |
Where’s the next instalment then eh?! How are sales of Portuguese wines going?