Ridiculous Shit I Say At Work
I have the best job in the world.
I should actually type that as The Best Job In The World (TM) because it really is. I work for a winery and get to talk to people about wine all day. You’d think, because there’s a perception that wine is a serious business, that this would mean I talk about residual sugars and acidity and barrel aging all day, but in actual fact, it’s a rare tasting room guest who wants to know those kinds of specifics. Most of the time, they just want to taste some wine until they find one they like and just talk. It’s not rocket science (sidebar: actually, it kind of is, winemakers are AMAZING people, their ability to combine art and science to create something so delicious is positively alchemical, but like I said, it’s a rare tasting room guest who wants to get into that), it’s a goddamned beverage. My job is to make you comfortable enough to to really enjoy what you’re tasting, to give you a positive experience, to tell you our stories and MOST IMPORTANTLY, to listen to YOUR story and find a match for you, wine-wise.
Seriously. BEST JOB IN THE WORLD.
Anyway, because I’m completely irreverant and, frankly, a little nuts, I have a habit of saying the most ridiculous things at work. You know how there’s a little air-traffic controller in your head that is there to stop you, to censor you, to filter out your weird shit before it reaches your mouth? Yeah, I either don’t have one of those, or he’s drunk most of the time, because sometimes I listen to myself and wonder WHAT ON EARTH AM I SAYING? It’s all genuine, if sometimes a little exaggerated for effect because lord knows I like to make people laugh, but still!
Today’s installment of Ridiculous Shit I Say At Work includes the following:
apropos our spectacular Rose:
“We call that wine The Baby Maker. Not kidding. My son’s a year old now and I don’t know how else to explain him.”
(please note, I’m childless)
re: our delicous Cabernet Franc and Pinot Noir:
“Yeah, the Cab’s the badass boyfriend you’re trying to forget, because the Pinot’s the man you’re supposed to marry. Ya love them both, but for TOTALLY different reasons.”
More to come, I’m sure, as the season progresses…