Just in from the local likker locker (Alliteration Я Us) where the following transpired...
20-Sumthin' Cashier: Hello!Sigh. One of the downsides of small-town livin', I suppose. Just as an aside: the Cannon Class VI is no better, if not worse, as far as selection goes. I see internet liquor purchases in my near future, even tho I managed to score a nice 12-year-old Glenmorangie.
YrHmblScrb: Hiya! Where are yer single malts?
20-SC: Right here. (Takes me to the beer cooler and points out the Country Club, Schlitz Malt Liquor, etc.)
YrHmblScrb: Ummm... no. Whiskeys.
20-SC: (Leads me to the bourbon rack.) Here.
YrHmblScrb: Ummm, no, again. Scotch.
20-SC: Oh. Here. (Shelving full of Johnny Walker, Cutty, Chivas, etc., and five lonely single-malt brands, none of which are older than 12)
20-SC: I've never had Scotch... izzit good?
YrHmblScrb: Would I be buyin' it if it wasn't?