the corner office

Sitting on the tube tonight, two ordinary blokes were sitting across from me. Typical boring blah blah. Then during a lull in the conversation the one bloke says to the other 'I didn't cook last night, I made myself cheese on toast'. And then he proceeded to explain how he'd grated cheese for a change instead of just using slices, and how he mixed in some Dijon mustard, and how really good it was, and he and his mate then had an earnest and informed-sounding conversation about the sorts of things you could do to enhance your cheese on toast.

And I thought to myself, what a weird and wonderful world we live in.