In Heinz-sight I should have just bought a proper pair
He drinks straight from the bottle.
I've heard it was a jarring experience.
because Heinz sight is 20/20
I will find you, I have contacts
No, I use a shot glass..a cup is too big..7 shots bottle empty
-Dad, no!
and I would be dead..
-In that case, dead, no!
Me: No. Why?
Him: To get the ketchup out.
Told to me by my grandfather-in-law as I was banging on the side of the ketchup bottle.
Coca Cola creator: Glass bottles are to expensive. We need something new and cheeper to produce. Employe of the month: I have an idea on something that CAN… giggles Coca Cola creator: THATS IT!!!!! We can sell them in plastic!!!!!
So we were sitting at at the table having hotdogs for dinner. My mother-in-law and I then both went to ask my daughter for something at the same time, me for the sauce and the MIL for my daughters glasses so she can clean them. Then we ended up taking turns asking
My MIL then commented that it was good that we didn't ask at the same time otherwise she would be cleaning the bottle and I would be trying to put glasses on the hot dog.
My wife then turned to me and said "Then it would be a Seeing Eye Dog!" And promptly burst out laughing.
This was made all the more special, since my wife is only now just coming out of a 5 year melancholic depression. Yay!
EDIT: Changed wording to make it clearer. Thank you very much from both myself and my wife for all your positive thoughts. :)
"Could I interest you with a bottle of wine?" the waiter asked me.
I said, "No, just a glass, please."
Two minutes he returned. He said, "Here's your wine, sir."
I said, "Take it back, I only wanted a glass, remember."
So my dad excitedly hands me an old bottle from the 20s or 30s and says "Look, Great Drepression glass!" I hold it up a little higher and even more excitedly say "Wow! I feel sad already!"
" ... now, if everybody could raise their glasses ..."
Mom: "I don't have a glass, but I have a bottle"
Dad: takes glasses off, raises in air
Everybody at table: Facepalms
He tells his friend, I've gone sixty-seven years without glasses. Now they tell me I'll need them every day. His friend replies I've gone eighty-two years, and not needed glasses a day in my life. Oh yeah? Says the first old-timer. How's that? Because, says the second, I take my liqour from a bottle.
So someone forgot to take a bottle of Pinot Grigio out of the freezer last night. I walked in and saw the broken bottle, asking my dad why they don't just wait for it to melt and drink it then. His response: "there's glass everywhere... It's SHARDonnay now.
To set the scene I am in a Walgreens, specifically the shampoo/body wash aisle.
Employee knocks a few bottles of shampoo on the floor
Employee: "Whoops, how clumsy of me."
Me: "At least the bottles aren't glass, that would have been a lot worse."
Employee: "Yeah, that's true."
Me: "Although if they were glass clean-up would've been pretty easy because there would be soap all over the floor."
Employee pity laughs
Best trip to Walgreens ever.
Picture this.
A fancy Christmas dinner party at his new wife's opulent, sandstone estate house. Plates are being cleared from the lengthy, mahogony table that seats the fourteen well-to-do guests, the main course having just finished. All have feasted gloriously on our Christmas fare.
My Dad, playing the good host, picks up two bottles of wine, one white and one red, and proceeds to do a round of the table, chatting amiably with everyone as he circles. Those whose glasses are less than 90% full, he proceeds to top-up. I am sitting in the very centre of the long table, seated directly opposite a very well off lady in her early sixties, by the name of Margaret. My dad, having just topped off my glass, is now standing directly behind me.
This older woman, full of grace and charm, looks to my Dad and says, "Thank you so much for this glorious meal, John. It's been simply divine."
My Dad, "Not at all, Margaret, not at all. Could I charge your glass?"
Margaret, "Oh, no no, thank you. I've got the bottle in front of me!"
My Dad, quick of wit, and with a sneaky - yet charming - grin on his face, responds, "Ah, well, better that than a frontal lobotomy!"
I've never been more proud of him.
My dad asked my mother to pour him another glass. She poured the wine the same way you would pour water into a bottle, but it is common knowledge that you must tilt the wine glass for a proper pour.
Me: "Aren't you supposed to pour it on an angle?"
Dad: "Why yes, how else would the wine come out?"
I nodded and silently wished I could be half the man he is one day.
The last day of work before the holiday shutdown, an older coworker and me went out for a beer after work. The waitress brought us out bottles and asked "Would you like glasses?" to which he pulled out his safety glasses and said "No, we're covered."
She looked at him, shook her head and walked away.
