I had reason yesterday afternoon to go into our local Soviet Socialist Keystone State Wine Shop -- in Pennsylvania, you'll recall, you can only buy wine and spirits at a state-run store* -- looking for a bottle of dry Riesling. The store manager whom I'd asked for help (because I don't know Rieslings) sold me a bottle of sweet wine he insisted was dry. It was undrinkable, and ruined an event I'd planned for last evening. Details of what happened below the jump, if you care to subject yourself to a yuppie whine. But there's a serious point here about economics and the law. The state's legal monopoly over the sale of wine creates a situation in which sales clerks don't have to know jack-squat about the products they sell. There is no competition to make them give better service to the customer. I had a bad experience yesterday that's going to result in me going back there today to ask for a refund; I'm still steamed over a ruined social event because the manager, whom I'd asked for advice, sold me the wrong wine.A "ruined social event." The shock, the horror. "Ruined, I say! Har-rumph. And now, allow me to lecture you on The Market, my good man." We remember that Megan McArdle used to link to this marketer. Now we understand.
And I am finished shopping there, period. I'll just drive out of state to buy my wine -- you know, to a state where there's a better selection and it's reasonable to expect a wine store clerk to know basic facts about the things he sells, because hey, if he doesn't, and he fails his customers, the market will incentivize him to improve.
I have no way of knowing, but it makes sense to me that Pennsylvania probably sells less wine than it otherwise might -- and therefore takes in less revenue -- because of this stupid scheme. Who benefits from it? For me, it's not even about the price; it's about the service. Details for those who care, after the jump.
*"You'll recall." Is this a recurring theme? We are not investigating.
5 comments:
Heaven forbid that one should find out about good Riesling before one buys it to ensure one's social event goes swimmingly.
(because I don't know Rieslings)
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It was undrinkable, and ruined an event I'd planned for last evening.
= hilarity
If I have an important social event that's been on the calendar for some time, I sure as hell won't be experimenting.
The boss' family is coming over for dinner? Let me prepare fugu instead of lasagne... what could go wrong?
Next time, just buy the Pinot Grigio, ya n00b!
From Our Society Editor:
When we had a party pad it was strictly "bring your own poison, losers!" What kind of social change is Dreher advocating here?
Certain people, we think, don't want to use the Internet, because they can't get personalized service. I. e., no one kisses your ass over the web like they can in person.
The government CAN'T EVEN BOMB MUSLIMS PROPERLY.
Freeway Bag Editor Wonders:
Think he would've had a shit fit about the free market if a guy at the privately-owned "House of Spirits " steered him wrong on the Riesling?
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