I was in college and a member of the Young Republicans Club. I had some modest experience as a bartender so I was volunteered to bartend at the home of someone who was raising money for the Attorney General of Virginia. He arrived to the party and a few minutes later our local congressman showed up, who happened to be Chairman of the Armed Services Committee.
He was also a staunch Catholic and only drank white wine. One of his handlers came by and asked me to pour a glass of wine for him. I grabbed the bottle, looked at it closer, and realized it was one of those fancy bottles of wine that had a cork, not the twist off metal kind. I tried to open it with a corkscrew, the cork went the wrong way, and went into the bottle.
I could not pour the wine because the cork stopped up the wine's flow. So I did what anyone else would do....I stuck my finger in the wine bottle, pushed the cork back and poured it slowly. Then, I stuck my finger in his wine glass to pick out the smaller pieces of cork.
Someone saw me, told me he would take care of it, opened another bottle, and poured the distinguished gentleman another glass of wine, free of fingers and cork residue.
But I survived. And so did the guests.
