Last night one of the handles on my corkscrew broke JUST as I began to pull the cork from the bottle. (Who was that? I heard someone GASP audibly!)
As luck would have it, I remembered the corkscrew that I purchased at Wal-Mart in Texas last month. Cool Breeze and I bought a bottle of wine to take back to the room, and we picked up a corkscrew at the same time. I thoughtlessly packed it in my carry-on bag the next morning, and was treated to a tongue-lashing at the airport because of it. The nice man let me go with a warning. Where was I? Oh, yeah, so I dug the back-up corkscrew out of my bag and finished the job.
Don't you just LOVE happy endings?
12 comments:
Whew! Crisis averted:)
Wow. I was going to need some smelling salts for a second there....
That was me gasping.
YES, I love a happy ending!!!!
LOL
There is a god after all. A god of wine, that is!
OMG~I almost fainted!
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That was a close one. Lesson learned: always, always have a backup corkscrew!
Phew!!!!!!!
You scared the shit outa me! I was in tears there for a second until I got to the end of the nightmare,er, story. ;-)
Sometimes I think I am a loser because I don't drink wine. I feel like it would add a whole 'nother level of glamor to my life... Currently there are NO levels of glamor whatsoever : (
Loved this!
I once dug out the corkscrew with a knife......then had to pick out floating pieces of it from my wine.......
Did I mention I like wine??
LOL
Yep, love those happy endings! I opened a bottle of wine a few days ago. Part (well, most) of the cork broke apart and fell in. And, I was using a fancy-smancy corkscew that was brand new! YUCK
That was me you heard gasp! Thank God it was a tragedy averted!
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