Called into The Wine Buff in town yesterday. Picked up a few bottles, not my normal haunt for the noble rot but I was passing by.
I like good customer service but the French wan in there is after becoming as bad as the baldy fella in the Denim Store. She stood right next to me from the minute I walked in - the fucking gaff was empty - "Do you need help? What is it you're after? Is it for yourself? How much do you want to spend?" and on and on she went.
I said to her "I'm grand. No, honestly, I know what I want. You're grand. Thanks. No, totally fine."
I had five bottles picked out and on the counter (roughly 130 bob) meanwhile she was plucking other things off shelves and telling me that they'd go well with my choices. The other person working there was ringing my stuff up when your wan goes "Are you going to take any of the ones that I suggested?" pointing at 5 or 6 bottle on the table in the centre of the shop. I told her I was grand and she started tutting and going on wasting her time.
I was in the shop for a grand total of about 5 minutes, told her that I fine repeatedly, picked exactly what I wanted and dropped over a hundred quid in there.
This is why I go to Curious Wines for everything. They're sound, they know their stuff and they'll leave you the fuck alone until you engage one of them.
