Sunday, September 26, 2010

Once upun a time.

Following on from my post "You had to be there" on September 19, I just remembered one other time when I may possibly have said something funny without taking half an hour to think of it and another four edits to hone it.

Come back with me through the mists of time to the early 1980s, and I am a callow youth working in Citibank's London office. A new medical officer has been appointed, whose previous job was in the services.

"He was a naval doctor," reported my boss, Paul.

"Boy, they certainly specialize these days," I responded insouciantly.

(It only works if you read it out loud. Am I too hip for the room?)

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