Wine writer Alice Feiring goes after a doltish sommelier at the Lower East Side wine bar'inoteca in this item I ran across on the lady's blog.
I must say I feel a bit sorry for the guy, as Alice shows not a whit of mercy for his general cluenessness and preening arrogance. But then again, I've met this guy again and again at various places and I understand her irritation. He deserves what he gets, because he doesn't put the customer first, and refused to admit he doesn't know what he's talking about. Plus, the story, as told by Alice, is just hilarious. Take a look.