Abuse of Hospitality
Friday night I had some folks over to play cards. We usually play once a month or so. The group is made up of people I’ve known for many years. Whenever I have anyone over to my house that is inclined toward whiskey I try to impart on them some of my passion for all things whiskey. I share drinks with them and encourage them to sample things they haven’t tried before. During the many years I’ve drank whiskey I always had an open cabinet policy for guests. Most folks are timid but a few who know me and reciprocate hospitality are a little more comfortable. I don’t monitor my whiskey cabinet when guest are over. When I’m up I offer drinks and they come and go at the cabinet over the course of the evening. I think most whiskey inclined people who’ve drank at my house would consider me a generous host. I at least try to be. I’ve never had an issue with my open cabinet policy…….until Friday.
A friend of mine who I’ve known for almost ten years is the offender. During the game he would get up in between hands and head off to the liquor cabinet. Midway through the evening I got up to get another drink and I heard him snickering to someone else about “not letting Richard know we’re drinking the good stuff” as I came around to the cabinet. When he saw me he jumped and clearly reacted like someone “caught” doing something they shouldn’t. I looked and he was pouring from the most expensive bottle of whiskey I own. I’m not a man flush with cash but I have a few nice bottles. This one was a single malt my wife got me for my birthday a few years ago. It didn’t bother me that he was drinking some. It bothered me that it was nearly 3/4 full the last time I had some a few days ago and was now almost empty. My response was something along the lines of “holy crap man, leave me some of that.” No apologies or excuses were rendered, just a smartass comment about “not letting your friends near your liquor cabinet.” Well, if you can’t let your friends in your liquor cabinet then they probably shouldn’t be your friends I would think but I left it alone and the night continued.
Later in the evening he comes back and tosses me $40 saying “I guess I owe you a bottle of Glenlivet 12 year old or something.” I asked what he was referring to and he said he’s finished off that bottle he’d been hitting all night. I must have gone pale because all conversation at the table stopped. His wife asked him how much was the bottle he drank. “About $150” he said. I quickly corrected him that it was a $400+ bottle of scotch. His wife was appalled, my wife was looking at me waiting to see my head explode, and I was speechless after that. However, my friend was less than concerned and not apologetic in the least.
I tried to let it go and not ruin the night for the other guests but it was hard. This was a grown man in his forties, not an unrepentant teenager. I couldn’t and still can’t believe that 1) he so grossly abused my hospitality and 2) he showed no remorse. It was very clear that he purposely dug deep into the cabinet to find the most expensive stuff I had and killed most of a bottle of it. Unfortunately, this incident caused me to reassess my whiskey policy when people are over at my house. I’m sharing so you can help me feel better about my situation by sharing horror stories of your own. What is the worst abuse of your hospitality that you’ve suffered?






