Wrong wine

January 6, 2008

She discovered, at the last moment, that she had picked up the Shiraz-Grenache, a pinky-rosy blend more like candy than the slow, smooth ride of the Shiraz she thought she’d selected. How could she have gone so wrong? Her evening crushed before it began, she decided not even to bother putting on lipstick.

Later, he pointed out to her that her lack of lipstick meant he didn’t end up wearing any either, and, as he reminded her, he was more of a beer guy anyway.

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