Playing the man
I went to the pub the other day. After ordering a pint and a pickled egg and handing over my carefully counted coppers, the barman politely pointed out that I was six pence short. I wasn’t having that. “You stupid, fat, sweaty, technically incompetent bastard,” I spat.
A few days later, the barman came round to my house. He’d been doing some thinking and had thought of a way to resolve our differences. The cheeky sod. “Complete and utter nonsense,” I screamed, “your alternative proposal is as preposterous as your original objection.”
Worked like a charm, by attacking the barman’s shortcomings, I’ve cleverly covered up that I’m an intellectually-stunted cheapskate. Result.
Posted on July 5th, 2005 at 9:56 am
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You neglected to inform us of your observations about the barman’s blatantly partisan approach to the whole thing. After all, you’re in the best position to make an objective judement about such matters, which is precisely why you’ve presumably just given yourself the right to accuse the barman of being a terrorist, lock him up and throw away the key.
Methinks I see a typical NuLab exit strategy evolving. Briefing against Clarke already. He’ll take the fall. It will be shelved and nothing more heard of it.