8) Pure Class In A Glass

I’m a server in an upscale restaurant in New Jersey. One night I’m waiting on a family of four, and everything from the beginning led me to believe they were all fairly knowledgeable about good food. Wine, not so much. The mother asked me if we serve blush wine, to which I replied that we offered a few white zinfandels and roses by the glass. “No, no, no, I mean BLUSH WINE.” “Ma’am, I’m sorry but could you clarify for me what a blush wine is to you, as opposed to white zinfandel or rose?” “You have red wines and white wines, right? Then just take some red and white wine and mix them together!”

I took a moment to try and not laugh at the idea. I had to tell her that I’m sorry, but the manager and staff take great pride in our wine list and that’s really not something we could do. She went from that to a “mo-GEE-TWO” (mojito). I don’t drink, but that almost drove me to do so.