My wine nightmare

A bad dream last night…

I was storing my wine in a facility where all the wines were stored in one large room, instead of in separate lockers. One customer was
trying to move several boxes of his wine. He had the boxes on a hand truck, but instead of putting just three or four boxes on the hand
truck, he had a very tall stack that wasn’t stable. As he was moving the hand truck, the bottom of the hand truck caught the bottom edge
of one of the tables. This caused the top boxes on his hand truck to tip off, and of course they came crashing down on the table where my
wine was stored. Glass and wine go flying everywhere, and it’s a total mess.

As I sit down with him to tally the damages, I tell him that at least I have all my wine entered in Cellar Tracker so it won’t be that hard to
figure out which bottles were destroyed. Then I woke up.

Shudder.

Bruce

You are in too deep. Maybe time to start a new hobby?

I would have thought that your nightmare is monthly, when the credit card statement arrives,
unless you are like Jay Miller and use the credit card of someone else.

There’s a general storage facility in Washington, DC that also stores wine, I think in the temperature controlled, large room where fur coats are stored, so everyone’s wine, furs, etc. in one big room. Each time you visit your stash you have to pay for an escort, which makes sense, I guess, but it makes using their facility too expensive, so I don’t.

Oh sure: as of there wouldn’t already be enough trouble if my wife found out about the offline stash itself…

I read the first sentence and thought this was going to be a dream about PC.

Two nightmares haunt me:

I go to the cellar and everything is gone.

My wife finds out what I really paid for some of those bottles of Ponsot.

I think that’s a very different kind of wine dream.

Bruce