Reggie
Rather like sour grapes, I regret your buttery response is decidedly rancid
in content. Perhaps I should explain..
A demanding VIP walks into a restaurant and insists on the best table. His
unfortunate waiter proffers him some bread. He grabs it and takes a knob of
butter from the dish in front of him. He grabs more bread, rudely orders the
most ostentatious dish and scoops more butter. Within a few moments, the
grossly overweight, over ego'd VIP wants more bread. The waiter gets more
bread from the kitchen and the VIP shouts at him for more butter too "Don't
you know who I am? just get me the butter, boy." The waiter stalls and says
" Yes, Sir, I know who you are but do you know who I am?". The VIP, slightly
shocked asks, "So, tell me, who the hell are you?". The waiter, clutching
the butter dish says "Well Sir, tonight I'm the person in charge of the
butter".
I hope this story not only demonstrates my knoweldge of all things butter,
but also demonstrates that I, in this case, am the person in charge of the
grant. Best wishes for your sponsorship with Jonnie foreigner
establishments.
Doc Gill
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