The Beer Gods Were Kind

I brought an empty howler to work because I was going to visit some friends later in the day. Liquor Depot (a fairly nice liquor store, despite the generic name) across the street has a growler bar, so I figured I'd get it filled.

"Can I help you?"
"I'm trying to decide between the Apple Pie Wheat Ale and the Harvest Hefe, can I get a sample of each?"
"Sure." *pours two samples*
"I'll take the Hefe."
"It'll take a few minutes to pour. Have a look around while you're waiting."
"Thank you, I will."

I wander off to see if they have any bottles of Duchesse de Bourgogne, which is a current fave (alas, they didn't). The guy from the growler bar comes up to me in the cold room.

"I have bad news and potentially good news. The bad news is, we ran out of the hefe halfway through filling your howler. The good news is, if you buy another howler, I can let you have what I did pour for free."
"That sounds like an excellent plan. I'll take the Apple Pie Wheat Ale."

I suspect they wanted me to buy something and not just walk out with a freebie, hence the caveat about a second howler. Since I bought some rum too, I could probably have skipped it.

Anyway, I walk up to the counter and my two howlers are sitting there. More good news: The howler is half full in the sense that it wasn't full full - it was actually somewhere between 2/3 and 3/4.

"Did you find everything you're looking for?"
"And then some. Any day I get free beer is a good day."
"I'm glad you think that - sometimes people get really upset when a keg runs dry."
"Really? They are aware that it is the nature of kegs to go dry, right?"
"I guess not."

I love happy little accidents.