So anyway, a bottle arrives at my desk today, I'm thinking "Great! I'll save it for the party!" and I go about my day. Right in the middle of a call, the cork pops violently out of the bottle (exploded would be closer to the truth), slamming a metal shelf and generally scaring the ever-lovin' SHIT out of me. I have to put the bottle on the floor, to stop the overflow hitting all my paperwork. My cubicle ended up smelling like a brewery for the rest of the day...very yeast-y.
It stops, eventually, and I shove the cork back in it...20 minutes later it happens again! I decided at that point that the mead did not want to be in the bottle, so caliban and I finished off the entire bottle for lunch.
Not bad as far as lunches go.