Last night, down at the bar, I did a bit of bonding with another lonesome salesman.
He was from Houston, and I from Toronto--that kept us laughing for hours!!
Once I had run out of my limited knowledge of sports, I decided to dip my toe into the dicey situation in France at the moment.
B- "Boy! Those French really have a doozie of a problem on their hands, eh? Kids burning cars like crazy!"
H- "Yeah, well, that arrogant nation had it coming, see."
B- ". . .(pause for irony). . .yeah, well, we've had our problems withe the French too."
I decided to turn things back towards sports, and the CFL game earlier in the afternoon: Stamps vs. Eskimos!
He decided to call it a night.