So I’m on my 6:00 a.m. flight to Salt Lake City (from whence I connect to JFK), and my seat mates are making me want to puke. They are on their second mini bottles (each) of Fish Eye Cabernet Sauvignon…ON THE ROCKS. At 6:30 a.m. Don’t get me wrong, I like a party as much as the next guy, but cheap red wine on ice for breakfast!? Have you never heard of vodka or red beer?
On the other hand, maybe Fish Eye has overlooked a key market segment here? Or a partnership opportunity? Fish Eye Cab and Cheerios: Lower your cholesterol and catch a fun buzz! ***Not responsible for strung out feeling, dry heaves, or killer headache that may set in around noon ***
So beyond my obvious judgment of these probably very nice and possibly alcoholic individuals, what’s really bugging me is that I can SMELL it. A lot. And it smells BAD. Actually, at the crack of dawn, it just smells plain old wrong.
However, such is life sometimes. Just as the last bottle was polished off and I thought perhaps the drinking would subside, the flight attendant showed up with a full plastic cup of red wine poured from a leftover bottle in first class. Naturally, my neighbors were thrilled…and requested more ice to go with it. Salud!