I always knew my VP operated on a different plain that I do - especially in his private life - living in Manhattan by Central Park, traveling internationally constantly (winter trips to ski in Vail, mid-winter fishing in Patagonia, Christmas in The Hague, Summer in the Hamptons), but today I got my confirmation that it might actually be a different PLANET.
White tablecloth dining only in VP's world.
VP: "Hey - there are lots of leftovers from my lunch meeting if anyone wants something."
Admin: "Oh great, I haven't been able to get out for anything - what was the lunch?"
VP: "Sandwiches and things."
Admin: "From the regular deli?"
VP: "No, from some other place I never heard of - Quoo-Zee-Nos?"
Admin: "Um...do you mean Quiznos?"
VP: "Yeah, that might be it. Ever heard of it?"
Admin: (laughing) "Obviously you don't dine in the slums with the rest of us."
Fine dining for the "little people".