Wine, idiots, and green grass

I had a few glasses of white wine with Damo last night. It was great to catch up, as we reside in separate offices temporarily whilst I have started on this new project.

Whilst we plundered our way through a smooth Sauv Blanc and some fine tapas, he asked me how things were, and I said fine. I concluded that even though some of the people I work with/for now can be safely classified as idiots (only one or two, the rest are really nice actually), at least they are a fresh set of idiots, rather than the same small subset of old idiots I was exposed to over the last four years.

An interesting aside to the argument of “the grass isn't always greener on the other side”.

Fresh idiots - what a novel thought.