Broken wine bottles
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Some time ago, my wife went to Smart and Final and bought a few bottles of wine in the mid-10 dollar range. On the way home, she picked me up in our silver BMW and as we were driving home, I kept hearing this clanging sound in the trunk. I asked her what it was. She said they were wine bottles. I asked her if they were secured. She said they should be fine. As she made a sharp turn into our driveway, I heard this ‘thud’ coming from the trunk, and I could smell soured grapes. I did not think much of it until I opened the trunk, and there was a liquid pile of wine amidst shards of glass from the broken wine bottles. I jumped to action immediately and pulled out the dripping plastic bag in which the two wine bottles had been bagged, and wrapped it up in a thick swath of newspaper and threw the entire bag in the trash can, and went inside to get paper towel to wipe the inside of the trunk. My wife, who was now inside the house oblivious to the calamity outside asked what was going on. I told her that the wine bottles banged into each other and broke. And following is our conversation that ensued. Her: (in calm and measured tone): Well, we should return the broken bottles back to the store so we can exchange them for new bottles. What did you do with the broken bottles? Me: I threw them out in the trash can. Her: Go get them out of the trash can. Me: Forget it. Her: It’s their fault for not individually bagging the wine bottles. Me: Come on. Are you kidding me? No way. We broke the bottles. Her: We have to return them and get our money back. Me: You return it, then. Her: Fine! I’ll go myself. Get it out of the trash can. Me: Are you really going to take that bag and return it? Her: Yes. I’m serious. Me: Fine. You go. Her: Just tell me what I have to say. The next day, she took the bag with the broken bottles, which was now wrapped in a newspaper, shards and all, back to Smart and Final, and brought back home two unbroken bottles of wine, which we have enjoyed. We went to dinner with some friends afterwards, and told them this story without telling them the outcome. All the women agreed with my wife, and all the men agreed with me. Since then, we have been back to Smart and Final. We bought a few bottles of our favorite wine again. We asked the cashier to individually wrap them please. We brought them back, and in her infinite cuteness as to how her mind thinks, she brought the bottles out of the cart and gingerly placed them in our backseat, and wrapped a seat belt around them. The bottles did not raise a peep all the way home. They probably never had a smoother ride. |
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9/16/2008 6:01 pm |
such cute story, thanks for sharing.. women's infinite wisdom carrys us far. LOL u have a loverly wife, cherish her. Kim
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9/16/2008 9:51 pm |
kim - I know.
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9/16/2008 10:29 pm |
 Broken WINE bottles!!!  unbearable to hear!!Petrus would be angry... yup.
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9/16/2008 11:59 pm |
french - thanks for your visit.
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9/17/2008 6:17 am |
The smell of wine in your BMW is gone now? hope it's gone.. hehe.. yes, It is cute story... btw, Even I'm a woman, lol... I won't go back to change them.. hehe.. At least 1 point more for yourside.  Thanks for sharing. 
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9/17/2008 8:53 am |
cc - the smell is not altogether gone. it has transformed into a different smell. i need to aerate more. thanks.
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2/19/2009 3:36 pm |
I'm female and I would not have returned the bottles.
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