The federal government was paying all those agents AND forgoing billions in liquor taxes.
Spontaneity vs Planning
Some of us are planners.
Some of us are…not. Let’s call these people ‘spontaneous’.
Sometimes a planner marries one of these ‘spontaneous’ types. Hilarity and a special kind of madness ensue.
I set the scene: a lovely summer evening (back in the time when summer evenings held the promise of possibly going somewhere other than our own homes). A family, finishing dinner. Mom remarks that the weather tomorrow looks beautiful. Dad says they should go to the beach. Daughter contributes, ‘How about Block Island?’ All concur; Block Island is a wonderful idea. Ferry timetables are consulted, tickets purchased and printed. Beach bags and bikes are laid out. A departure time is set. All is well.
Or is it? In the morning, ‘spontaneity’ erupts. ‘I want to sleep a little longer.’ ‘It doesn’t take that long to get there-relax!’ ‘Wait, I don’t have my backpack.’ ‘Have you seen the keys?’ And pfft, the relaxing vacation day turns into a mad rush, speeding down the highway, running all the yellow lights-and a few reds-peeling into a parking lot and tossing the attendant $10 while simultaneously grabbing their bags and bikes and running 3 blocks at warp speed.
They approach the ferry as the gates are closing. Men in yellow vests and whistles are waving their arms, but somehow, the happy family manages to board. They stow their bikes and squeeze into the last remaining seats, huffing, puffing, and sweating. Once seated, Dad says, ‘That wasn’t so bad; probably could have slept another 5 minutes.’
The only appropriate response to this is spelled in special characters. ‘*#@*!’
Readers, I’m a planner. And even if I weren’t, this pandemic would have made me one, by necessity. Spontaneity doesn’t cut it when a simple restaurant reservation needs to be booked three weeks in advance. You want to sit outside, on a nice summer Saturday? Oh, yes, we have a table available at 11 PM on the 25th of Never. Or try grocery shopping (quickly) on a Saturday morning. And sadly, it’s the same with tastings. Instead of come one, come all, it needs to be a specific, limited number of guests, by pre-reserved time slot.
We’d love to have you join us for The Sheri Show. But please: you have to plan ahead.