For some reason, people love to explain things they literally have no idea about. Want proof? Bring up the economy, and suddenly everyone has a Ph.D. in “Supply and demand”. Call it what you will, the result is the same, some guy starts with “Well actually,” then goes on a 5-minute tirade about something he read a Wikipedia article one time. But sometimes the stars align, and there’s an actual expert in the room, ready to tear this jerk apart. That’s where we come in. We scoured the globe for stories of sweet, sweet, justice where an expert completely schooled some “know-it-all” and compiled the best stories here for your reading pleasure.
40. Learn To Listen Next Time
I had a cashier get snooty with me when I told him he needed to hit f5 to get back from the credit card screen. He went into a several minute tirade about how he had been using the software for years and that’s not how it worked then explained something about computers than on a tangent about how they log his key presses then something about the servers upstairs and how the connected to the cloud.
I finally had to interrupt him with “dude I helped write this software, nothing you said it’s right.” He then stormed off from the register and I just stood there awkward till a manager showed up, and pressed f5.
39. The “Mr. Know-It-All”
I was walking through the mall around Christmas time. I had along wool coat on, and had only left work 20 minutes earlier. I needed to get some last-minute shopping done, so to the mall, I went on the way home. Well, I came across a man who had fallen. He was bleeding from the back of his head and actively seizing and a man had grabbed him and was trying to jam a pen into the seizing man’s mouth, ostensibly under the old delusion of sticking something in seizing people’s mouths to keep them from biting their tongue off. I jumped in and pulled the man’s hand away, cleared and opened the seizing man’s airway being careful NOT to get my fingers near his mouth. The man shouted: “Who do you think you are, my cousin had seizures and this is what we always did. I told him, “I know what I’m doing, sir, please step back.” The guy was obviously annoyed, and started mumbling things like, “Guy tells me off… if he dies, it’s his fault.” The man was in no danger, the laceration on his head wasn’t bad, but a person at the kiosk handed me a towel and I held it against the wound a while keeping his airway open. He wasn’t having any trouble breathing and waited for the appropriate personnel to arrive.
Eventually, a cop comes over along with two medics, and Mr. Know-it-all jumps in front of the cop to complain about me and my “behavior.” The cop is pretty much ignoring the guy. I stand up while the injured guy is coming around, then we move him to the stretcher and put some gauze pads on his head wound. The man finding no purchase with the cop starts in on one of the medics. “I tried to get something in his mouth but this guy wouldn’t let me, he thinks he is special or something.” To which the medic calmly says, “Well he should, he is my supervisor.” The cop is hiding his laughter, and the man just storms off, and I get to go scrub blood off my hands. It was a very satisfying wash, however.
38. When Stupid Is So Powerful It Strikes You Silent
When I was pregnant I was drinking a decaf iced latte. I had some woman in line at the pharmacy tell me the caffeine was going to rearrange the genes in my baby’s brain.
Well, I’m a geneticist. I actually couldn’t even come up with a response. I just stood there somewhat dumbfounded at the absurdity of it all. The next time someone berates me about rearranging the genes in my baby’s brain with decaf coffee, I’ll respond with: “As a geneticist, I’m fascinated to learn what your mother did to rearrange the genes in your head, because that’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.”
37. He’s A Skater Punk With A Doctoral Degree
I was picked up by an old taxi driver on my way to a skatepark with my skateboard. He rudely demanded to know where I had been skateboarding (nowhere yet, I was on my way to the park). He informed me that if I collided with someone his age on the sidewalk they had an 80% chance of dying from a brain hemorrhage.
I politely informed him that this was unlikely and that I hadn’t been skating on the sidewalk. He then told me to ‘ask anyone in the medical profession’ and they will confirm it. I then politely informed him that I’m an ER doctor and he changed his manner with me completely and became very respectful and interested once he realized I wasn’t “just” some skater punk.
36. A Victory Royale
I’ve been in martial arts (tae kwon do, specifically) for 14 years, and I’m a 4th-degree black belt. I don’t claim to know everything, not even close, but I do know what I’m talking about. At my university, I decided to try out the tae kwon do club on campus. It was the first day I was trying it, and I didn’t know if we were supposed to wear uniforms or not, so I went in with workout clothes but brought my full gear just in case. Before the class started, one of the leaders (who was wearing a 2nd degree black belt, nothing to sniff at, but still a difference of 5 years of training) came up to me and started explaining the general protocol of class and offered to stand next to me during the class to show me how to do the different steps.
Throughout all of this, he seemed annoyed that he was having to explain everything, and generally like he didn’t want new, inexperienced students. I politely agreed and asked if we should wear our uniforms for the class. He explained that if we had them we should, but it wasn’t a problem if I didn’t have one. I explained that I did have one, and said I’d be right back, then proceeded to go change into my uniform. His eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw me walk out with my instructor’s uniform and 4th-degree belt.
35. From A Hater To A Fan Real Quick!
One of my ex’s party where most people had a boring IT job including me. People in those parties had this tendency to showcase how insanely cool their life was. This guy (long hair, beard, tattoo) in particular decided to have an argument with me and started telling me that my taste in music is terrible and that I should start listening to some of the non-main stream stuff. When I asked him to name a few artists, he mentioned a few names. I told him to look up the guitar player for one of those bands he mentioned which was me. It felt good.
He looked at me in disbelief and thought I was messing with him. He didn’t believe when my ex tried telling him and responded by saying “I am not that Hammered yet.” It could be because I had completely changed my appearance (cut my hair short, clean shaved). Everybody around was finding the whole thing entertaining. He looked me up on Facebook and after that, he was convinced. He gave a hug, took a picture with me before leaving. I showed up to one of our concerts after that. I gave him free drink coupons.
34. “Here You Go!”
I was in a computer store getting a cable or something for a PC build, the customer next to me flags down the sales guy and asks to buy a sound card for their laptop.
The sales guy looks at the lady like an idiot, then goes on for a minute or so about how they don’t even make such a product. I got a PCMCIA sound card off the shelf behind the sales guy and handed it to the customer, then walked away.
33. Oh, Honey
I was being discharged from a week-long hospital stay (GI) and even though I was ready to go home, I was still having some bouts of nausea. I had been getting Zofran as an inpatient, and asked the nurse if the discharging provider could send in a script for a few doses.
In a sweet, sickly voice, she said: “Oh honey, Zofran only comes in IV form.” I replied with: “Oh honey, I’m a pharmacist, and can assure you it also comes in tablets, liquid, and oral-disintegrating tabs.” She fumbled a bit, then mumbled something about checking with the doctor and quickly exited the room. I may not have perfectly mimicked her condescending tone, but I sure tried.
32. “So, How’s That Workin’ For Ya?”
I’m a doctor and the truly bizarre one is when patients try to explain medicine to you, while you’re treating them. Literally was at a code for a patient who was explaining to me that the key to not getting cancer was her list of natural herbs and remedies.
She was in the hospital for cancer. Codes aren’t always for patients who have died. Most hospitals have a code system for deteriorating (but conscious) patients who have observations outside of normal parameters. It’s called a rapid response team in some places, but the rapid response is a mouthful compared to code, so most of us refer to them all as codes.
31. From Magic?
After five years of being the one usually in charge of making dinner, my husband told me that if I added butter and a bit of milk to the boiled potatoes, I could make mashed potatoes.
Where do you think the mashed potatoes you’ve been eating monthly for the last five years came from? I still can’t figure out if he honestly didn’t know whether I knew the recipe for mashed potatoes, but he was definitely requesting them.
30. This Just Proves That Customers Aren’t Always Right
Long ago, I worked as the cheese guy at Whole Foods, where we were trained that NO MATTER WHAT the customer is always right. A lady came up to me, critical that I didn’t have the ostrich cheese prominently displayed.
Ostriches are birds. Cheese comes from milk… milk comes from… Nothing like getting called an idiot and “societal scum who probably can’t read” by a woman who thinks ostrich cheese exists. I had just graduated from a top university and was working at Whole Foods briefly after Hurricane Katrina. What a wild ride.
29. Women Can’t Be Doctors?
I am a doctor in the UK. I went for my compulsory basic training day to learn to ride a motorbike and I was in a group of 6 others, it was a very hot day and none of us were used to being in full leathers. One of the group members overheated and felt faint and sick so took some time out and went to sit down, I went to get him some water and to see if he’s ok but the instructor freaked out and told me to stay away and call for help (the guy was alert and sat up he just needed to cool off) I again tried to just go over and see if the overheated guy was ok but the instructor kept yelling at me to keep back and that he will handle this, he was completely panicking and yelling at someone to call 999 as the guy was quite sweaty and faint.
After multiple attempts of telling the instructor that I’m a doctor and if I could just go and see if the guys ok we may not need to call an ambulance, he then eventually listened. After 10 minutes of cooling down and some water, the guy was fine and got picked up. We carried on with our training but not after the instructor asked me how long I’d been a nurse for and why I went into nursing (I’m female and this happens a lot).
28. A Real Genius
A contractor was asking if I knew how sag in a traffic signal span wire worked and asked if I ever took physics in high school. I told him I had a bachelor’s of civil engineering, so he asked if I had my professional engineers license and I said, “Yes, do you?” (I knew that he didn’t.)
He didn’t answer and we finished the conversation. Then I watched him walk across the parking lot and realize he locked his keys in his truck. I was like, “Look at that karma, right there and waiting for him.”
27. Try Harder!
I had a friend of a friend try to explain the causes and effects of the American Civil War to me at a backyard party. I kept trying to take part in the conversation and he kept interrupting me.
Finally, our mutual friend, overhearing our conversation A.K.A. this guy’s lecture, leans in and says, “You know she got her grad degree in this, right?” I’d love to say that learning about my credentials, so to speak, changed the tone or course of our conversation, but it didn’t. Somehow it intensified his need to explain a topic I can literally teach a class on to me. Classic.
26. A Wild Lady Has Appeared!
I was working as a lifeguard and I just get back to the stand after taking a crap and I see an old lady dropping a gopher tortoise in the water. I fished it out, and yelled at her for dropping it in the water.
This conversation actually ensued: I said, “This is not a sea turtle! These guys do not belong in the ocean!” She replied, “Yes, they do! They’re turtles and they live near water. That’s not a tortoise, that’s a sea turtle!” I said, “You see his back feet? You see how they’re stumpy and not fins? Do you see how this guy has a small horn right here and a dome shell? Sea turtles have flat shells and flippers that don’t have claws. This guy obviously has claws. I’ve raised these kinds of tortoises for over 18 years and I can tell you that this is a gopher tortoise, which is a protected species here.” She replied, “No! That’s a turtle!” I then said, “Wrong. A turtle would have swum off and I wouldn’t have him in my hands. What you did to this tortoise constitutes for multiples felonies. Drop another tortoise in the water and I’ll make sure you get arrested.” Her jaw dropped as I walked away furiously with the tortoise.
25. Stick His Wallet Into His What?
I’m by no means an expert or doctor, but I’ve got a trauma care qualification through the fire service. Came across a male in the street, after a night shift, who had had a seizure and come off his bike. I grabbed a blanket from my car and ran to help. I was assessing him, there was a LOT of blood and he wasn’t responsive so I was starting to work through my assessment whilst telling a passerby to call 999 and another to run 100yards up the road to the nearby station and tell them to come down. Suddenly some woman with an “I want to speak to your manager” haircut appears, declares she is a carer and everyone needs to move. I was thankful for some help if I’m honest as he had begun to fit again.
She starts pinning the dude to the floor and telling someone to stick his wallet in his mouth. I started to freak out and tell people not to do what she was telling them to do and try to get her off him. She told me to get off him and let someone who knew what they were doing deal with it. I didn’t bother arguing. I took over the 999 call as the member of the public was struggling to give the right info. I explained the situation gave them my casualty assessment then the fire crew arrived. To say I was thankful when they jumped out and told her to get off the dude and spoke to me on a first-name basis is an understatement. Her face dropped. Casualty handed over effectively. Turned on his side, o2 administered, warmed up in a blanket and loaded onto the ambulance when it arrived.
24. Cardiologist Vs. First-Aid Certified
Not my story, but we had a few lectures at university given by the head of cardiology at the adjacent hospital. He told us about the time he was waiting to cross the road when a man next to him collapsed.
As he knelt down to attend to him, a large lady strode over, physically lifted him (cardiologist- not a large man) out of her way and said in a loud voice: “I’ll take charge, I have a first-aid certificate!”
23. Salespeople Aren’t Always Telling The Truth
Regarding things like engines, cars, airplanes, etc. and about flying in general (I was an Aircraft Mechanic, USAF, and a student pilot at one time) I usually just laugh it off… sometimes simply restating the facts correctly without making an argument over it. One time though comes to mind that was dang funny. I was looking at cars in a showroom, just there to look, at a Jaguar dealer.
The salesman starts talking to me and my friend about the v12 in the ( 1970’s) jaguar XL12. He’s going on about the engine and why it’s so fast and finally goes: “It’s got the same fuel injection system as an F4 fighter jet.” So I say “Really?!” acting all impressed and surprised. “The same fuel injection as a General Electric J79 turbojet? Funny since that burns JP4 which is basically a gasoline and kerosene mix, How does that work?” He just stopped mid-sentence and walked out of the showroom. I didn’t see him again as long as we were there looking around.
22. Well, Yeah!
I was working with a scaffolding company right after I finished my degree while looking for a job in mining engineering. We came across some pyrite and one of the guys thought it was gold.
I basically explained it’s not because it’s hard, to which he replied with: “What are you some kind of rock specialist?” My answer was a polite but firm “yes.”
21. Boy, Bye!
I’ve been playing tennis for over twenty years and I took it very seriously for about seven or eight. Simply put, if I really wanted to I could embarrass an amateur on the court. But I don’t, because I’m not that kind of person. I was having lunch with a guy who I considered to be “potential boyfriend material.” I considered him that for maybe a split second, but I quickly came to my senses and just saw him as an acquaintance. At some point in our conversation the subject of tennis came up, and I didn’t go into too many details but said that I’d been playing for a long time, played varsity in high school, etc. He must’ve gone deaf when I mentioned my background, and proceeded to explain a few simple concepts as if I was brand new to the game. After that, I suggested that we play a few rounds at a local court sometime, and he agreed.
The day came and we made it to the courts. I was a little rusty at first, since I hadn’t played in a while — I recall him saying something like “don’t worry, you’ll improve.” Long story short, it didn’t take long until I was in full form and he realized that he greatly underestimated my abilities. It was pretty clear that he was pissed off, but he didn’t say anything about it. I think we only played one more time after that, but with a few more people.
20. “But I’m The One Who Wrote That!”
I once worked for a small company where I did software development, wrote the documentation, and even fielded tech support calls about a product I’d worked on when the tier 1 support (not that we called it that) couldn’t figure it out.
At one point, I had a customer tell me what a particular statement in a manual meant. They claimed it stated that the software we sold was only compatible with three or four programs, when in fact it listed those programs as examples of other programs it would work with. It would actually work with most programs of that type (specifically Apple IIgs 16-bit GUI software rather than the 8-bit Apple II software). I had the pleasure of telling the customer that I had in fact written that manual and my interpretation of that sentence was canonical.
19. Tiramisu Desu!
Not exactly an expert, but I overheard my Italian-American coworker telling another coworker that Tiramisu is Japanese. His explanation was pretty in-depth. According to him, the Japanese invented it, which is why it has the phonetic structure that it does (he even pronounced it with a Japanese accent Ti-Ra-Mi-Su), but that the French had perfected it, creating the modern version most people are familiar with.
I’m also Italian-American. Tiramisu is Italian for “pick me up.” I didn’t have the heart to destroy him in front of our other coworker, but I laugh quietly to myself now whenever someone mentions Tiramisu.
18. Let Me Do It For You!
I used to work IT for a team that designed and built computer chipsets. One of the engineers was having a problem powering off a computer. I offered my advice thus: “Press and hold the power button for at least 5 seconds, that should force a shutdown.” “Uh, I wrote the BIOS for this chipset. I’m sure that won’t work,” he retorted.
I pressed the power button, counted silently to 5, and the computer shut itself off. He roared with laughter and later admitted that he’d forgotten that his brother helped him with a few things on that project. At least he had a sense of humor about it.
17. They Just Wouldn’t Listen
I’m a neuroscience Ph.D. candidate with a focus on neuroimmunology, and I can’t count the number of times anti-vax mommy bloggers have tried to explain the supposed link between vaccines and autism to me (or just generally neuroscience and immunology).
Unfortunately, no matter how much science I clearly spell out for them it’s never enough, and they just yell that I’m clearly on big pharma’s payroll – so, I just go home, snuggle with my cats, and dream of having big pharma money instead of academia money.
16. “Learn It Yourself First!”
I was in the process of making mac and cheese and my husband walked into the kitchen as I poured the macaroni into the boiling water. He said, “Here let me teach you a neat trick” (never mind the fact that in our almost 20 years together I do all the cooking), and then he poured a large slick of olive oil into my pasta water to “keep it from boiling over” a problem I never have.
I facepalmed. The last thing you want when making mac and cheese is slick oily pasta. You want the cheese to stick to the damned pasta not slide off. He got mad when I got upset and said, “I was only trying to teach you something.”
15. Don’t Argue With Engineers
My friend’s brother wanted to install new speakers in his car. The amplifier is rated for 4 ohms, so “there was no possible way to use these 2 8 ohm speakers because it would blow up the amplifier.”
His dad joined in and argued with me too. Neither would listen to a word I said until I mentioned that I’m 5 years into an electrical engineering degree, have designed and build a handful of amplifiers, and designed and built a dozen guitar speaker cabinets. Their tone totally changed after that, haha. I don’t know if he ever installed them though.
14. Insert The “I’ll Escalate This Issue” Spiel
With the COX internet tech was trying to blame my bad internet on wifi being “imperfect” and speeds and loss vary on conditions and location and other measurable factors, etc. So I played along and went huh, what about hard-wired to the router. Yep, the same issues can occur. Huh. I own an ISP in California. I’ve been a tech for 27 years. Ethernet is not wifi pal.
I let him go all in, then drop the truth. I told him to not assume by using industry only jargon, it will make your lack of experience and professionalism invisible. Oh, so now you’re gonna escalate that trouble at the head end?
13. “Cracking” Google’s Search Engine Optimization
My little brother’s friend who has worked in marketing for 6 months tried to explain how he “cracked” Google’s SEO algorithm and could get anything to the front page of Google in a week.
I’ve worked knee-deep in SEO for almost a decade and I still have little to no idea what drives the algorithm other than speculation and trial and error. I just smiled and nodded while he told me image file names play a huge role in page ranking.
12. “Because Google Says So, So It Must Be True”
The new guy on base shows up and immediately starts asking where the nap room is. We explain there is no nap room to which he gets super upset and starts ranting about “well GOOGLE has a nap room.” The dude, go work at Google then. About an hour later he wants to know where the “snack room” is.
Again, we’re on a military base in Kyrgyzstan, there are no snack rooms but you can walk literally next door to the chow hall and grab some food if you’re hungry. The dude went ballistic. Throwing things around, screaming his head off. We had to call Security Forces to come to get him. He gets arrested, then banned from the base. The first day on the job, two hours in. Weirdest stuff I’ve ever seen a new guy do.
11. “That’s Who The Hell I Am”
I had laid out a paint schedule and the product use for my brother-in-law’s home. I showed up on the job site and found that they were not following my instructions I told them to stop. That’s when I had a grizzly old painter get in my face demanding who the hell did I think I was.
I reached down and picked up a gallon of paint and said: “Do you see this gallon of paint?” And when he replied yes, I flipped the gallon around and asked him if he could see the directions on the back of the can? When he replied yes, I said, “I wrote them! That’s who the hell I am.” The painter looked at my brother-in-law, who nodded agreement, and said Oh, and went back up his ladder. I was the technical writer for the paint company at the time.
10. She’s More “Gamer” Than You, Bro!
I’m a young woman who has been playing Dungeons and Dragons (and similar roleplaying games) since I was a child. Almost two decades now. I’ve played almost every week in some way or another for the last 10ish years. I actually have a side job writing system-agnostic content for tabletop RPGs.
Almost every time I encounter a new group or talk about my interest in a public setting (say a party or something) some dude has to come out of the woodwork and try to explain to me how the game works. I’ve become very good at casually mentioning how long I’ve been playing. Usually, that gets the hint across but some still keep right on going.
9. Mind To Check The Author?
I wasn’t granted access to some servers at work because they were mission-critical and only a few people had access to them. I needed access for the work I was doing and getting other people to do it for me took forever. After six months of my boss talking to their boss and political back and forth, it was agreed that I’m going to be granted limited access to specific things on the server. But it was made clear they didn’t think I knew enough about the subject to be doing this.
So they provided documentation for the correct way these things were supposed to be done. I laughed when I saw it and asked my boss to check the author. I had written those instructions a few years earlier and they had become the official documentation for how to do it.
8. Well, It Shouldn’t, It Won’t, It Can’t!
Every once in awhile, tech support will escalate an issue to me, and I’ll have to listen to a customer try to explain to me how my own program works.
I don’t care how many times you tell me that “It won’t sync to the cloud.” An application that doesn’t even connect to the internet, has never, and will never, do that.
7. Maybe You Won By Being Right?
I have a master’s in biostatistics and I did my research in survey methodology for a national health survey. I had someone try to explain to me that all surveys are fake news, basically, and that they shouldn’t be used in scientific research.
It basically boiled down to him not understanding what representative samples are and also thinking that most people who take surveys just lie for the hell of it and can’t possibly be telling the truth, I guess. I pretty much just let him go on being wrong after a couple of comments back and forth because I got bored with arguing. He couldn’t come up with a better alternative though, so I like to think I won.
6. If That’s How Soap Works, We’d All Dissolve In The Shower
I had a guy come into my chemistry lab and describe how soap breaks carbon chains down into elemental carbon, letting it be washed away. I just let it slide, he was so committed. As long as you’re reading, soap forms micelles (microbubbles) to trap dirt and oil. The outside of the bubble is water-attracting, which allows the dirt bubble to be washed away. No, specifically chemical reactions take place.
As for surface tension, this is indeed part of the action. Before forming micelles, the soap molecules move to the surface of the water and break up the net of water (hence breaking surface tension). Add a micro drop of oil/dirt and the soap will form the micelle around it.
5. But Why Is Sugar Cheaper?
I have a Ph.D. in chemistry but I also look like a dirty hippy… so this happens pretty frequently, unfortunately. My mom’s boyfriend tried to tell me that a certain illegal white powdery substance and sugar are basically the same things because they have the same number of carbon and oxygen atoms. (They don’t by the way.)
Instead of just laughing in his face, I tried to explain that the way atoms in molecules are connected to one another plays a HUGE role in the properties of that molecule. He then told me that the university had “brainwashed me.” That’s when I laughed in his face.
4. Playing It Perfect
I was invited to dinner at someone’s home and there was a grand piano there. Guests were trying to play (badly) to the point the host closed the piano and said, “If you can play Chopin’s Military March, then you’re allowed to play.” I’m a piano teacher and this song is not difficult. I sat at the bench and this lady stopped me before I lifted the lid.
I looked at her and said, “Chopin’s Military March, opus 40, number 1, in A major, right?!” She gave me a “humph!” And said, “let’s see you play it.” I played the whole piece… WITH all the repeats. I didn’t miss a note.
3. He’s An Olympic Gold Medalist
I was working a bicycle race (time trial – all the racers start at different times, so the fastest elapsed time wins), and the guy next to me was the race director. A beginner participant came up after a race and told us we scored him 11 seconds slow – and that he had won the race by more than 5 seconds. I asked him how he knew (and checked our equipment with a resolution of 0.0005 seconds). Perhaps he could show us his cycle-computer / timer? And he said, “Well, I counted in my head. I forgot to start my timer for a bit there.”
So, when we refused to change his time (and have him overwhelmingly win the race), he threw a fit. He started yelling, threatening to call the police for “stealing” his prize money and entry fee. My partner told him to calm down, so the chubby 40-year-old bike racer yelled, “WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT BIKE RACING?!” My partner? Literal Olympic gold medalist in bike racing. 1984. Los Angeles.
2. Who’s The Plaintiff’s Lawyer?
I am a lawyer. One of my clients showed me a court ruling and demanded I started the same proceeding for him. Tried to explain that there were several reasons why it would not work for him and proposed a different route. He insisted his case was exactly the same and it would be an easy win.
I tried to explain again. He says, “Well what do you know about it?” “Err…. Look at that ruling again. See who’s listed as the plaintiff’s lawyer?” (Spoiler, it was me.) Oh, that was delicious.
1. Red, Red Wine
I did my apprenticeship as a Hotelfachmann (hotel specialist) here in Germany. I’m far away from being an expert on wine and other drinks, but I have a pretty solid knowledge of how they’re made, how to decide what wine goes well with what kind of food and so on. Countless times I had arrogant snobs in front of me that that wanted to show off in front of friends or their girl. One of my absolute favorites was a guy with his female colleague and he had the “authority” to sign the bills for their stay. After he started off with a lot of nonsense he asked what grapes were used for the wine. He just said the grape to me, because he couldn’t differentiate between the wines name and the grapes, so I just repeated it. After that, he asked me what’s the second one.
After a bit of confusion and chit chat, it turned out the guy thought that that rose wine is just a mix of red and white wine… The best part was the girl told me the next day that she grew up in one of the biggest wine-growing districts here and almost her whole family works in the business. The wine was still good and expensive enough to keep her mouth shut.