I told the lady offering wine tasting at the grocery store the truth about the wine when she asked.
“It’s good,” I started.
I was remembering last time when the wine was okay but not great and I said I didn’t need any more Riesling at home. I mean, I didn’t, but that wasn’t really the reason I wasn’t going to get any. The real reason was it wasn’t really any better than the cheaper wine I usually buy.
I was wondering why I feel like I need to protect this woman’s feelings. It isn’t like she made the wine. Even if she had, I don’t think it’s my job to make her feel good about the wine.
Although, I don’t like to make people feel bad either. . .
“The finish is just a little bitter for me.” I finished, telling her the blunt truth. And immediately feeling icky about it.
“Well thanks for trying it!” She told me and she turned to the next customer.
it’s almost like my harsh truth didn’t actually ruin her day.
On a Thought 
I didn’t know grocery stores had wine tasting. It doesn’t surprise me at all that you would worry about hurting her feelings. I sometimes don’t answer truthfully when the Wegmans cashier asks if I found everything. When I am truthful they are always very kind about it. It doesn’t change the fact that I often can’t find everything I’m looking for.
I even have a hard time taking a sample at Costco because then I feel like I need to put at leasts one of whatever they are selling in my cart. Although, how do you say no to a wine sample?