I was in a restaurant with my wife and she decides to choose the wine.
Time passes and the waiter comes over to help. He offers her some whites and some reds. She asks if he has and Rose' and he rattles off a few alternatives. She still cannot decide and the patient waiter stands like a tethered horse waiting.
In the end, bored and desperate for a drink, I say, 'Look how many colours(colors) do you need, you're not choosing curtains!' She laughs, the waiter laughs.
Then she says.' I don't know, you choose.'
My response is instant. A bottle of House Red and a large Whiskey to revive my tongue.
Life is short keep it simple.