Jeff felt a cap was screwed on his head and then how he was put in a box with 6 other bottles, just like him. He could see he contained vodka and somehow, the alcohol made the experience much more pleasant for him. He enjoyed the time in the box from the end of the production line to getting to a large store, from being unpacked from the box and put on the shelve, behind 4 other bottles. Jeff knew he would be there for a while, and he was right. New bottles were placed in front of him a couple of times, without him being forwarded to the front of the line.
After what seems to be forever, but in reality was only 5 weeks, Jeff felt how he was taken from the shelve, along with three other bottles. He was put in a box, two more other bottles, but of a dfferent kind were placed in the box with him and Jeff felt excited. He now knew he was sold. Bought by someone who would use the contents of his glass body.
After a while Jeff felt himself being taken out of the box and put in a small fridge. He had no idea where he was, but it didn't take long before he found out.