Whoops

Had a very pleasurable few hours at a nice wee Wellington wine bar, with some acquaintances.  The wine kept flowing (Pinor Noir of course) and our conversations got louder and shall we say more blunt about people and organisations.

Then the manager slips over to us and says how she doesn’t mind the fact we are loud as we are obviously enjoying ourselves, and she doesn’t mind the fact that our language was somewhat blunt but could we please refrain from referring to “f**king useless c**ts” when our voices reached over 30 decibels.

The weird thing is none of us could actually recall using that phrase.  Then we had to go back over all the topics and people and groups we had talked about, and finally we worked out what the target of the said epitah was.

Believe it or not -it was all related to a debate over the merits of Arial 12 over Times New Roman 10, and the role of PRINZ in this weighty matter!