"Damsel in dis Dress" > wrote in message
> I used to work with a woman who always asked what I was eating for lunch,
> while I was chewing it. Every day. Every damned, stinkin' day. One day
> when she asked, I just opened my mouth and showed her, then walked away.
> She never bothered me again.
>
> Carol, the Queen of Couth

You're my kind of gal!
Ed