Originally Posted by
BmillsSkier
Saw a giant dick move at the liquor store this weekend.
The Buffalo Trace shortage seems to be hitting home a little more around me. I'll admit, I pretty much stick to one or two stores as I don't feel like driving all over town and for the rarer finds I get to The Party Source in KY and Liquor Barn in TN enough to tide me over; so maybe it's not as bad as it seems.
That said, I've noticed that Eagle Rare is the latest to get snagged up all the fucking time. Word must have got out among every hoarding dork that it's the one of the last affordable 10 year old bourbons. I walk into the LLS on Friday and see the employee stocking the shelf with a case of ER and there's a guy standing off to his left. I think sweet, I've been out of ER for a month or so and haven't seen it on the shelf, I'm going to get one of those and walk on over to his right.
As soon as the employee placed the last bottle on the shelf and moved his stocking cart on to the next task this ass puts his cart right in front of the bourbon like a damned barricade and two-hand grabs all 12 bottles as fast as he can.
I walk up and say, "having a party or run a restaurant?"
"Nah" the guy says, "I'm loading up. This stuff is going to be like gold soon enough!"
I look at him like he's and ass and say, "you think I might be able to get one of those? I was waiting as the guy stocked them same as you."
This fucking dork looks at me and says, "sure, you can buy one in the parking lot!"
I shook my head glaring in the most disapproving manner possible at this snaggle-toothed cheesedick as he sat there expecting me to respond. Grabbed some Woodford and headed to the counter.
Jerk.