It would be easier," reasoned a colleague with his wife, "if you were to pay for what you want." His wife, unmindful of this homily, frowned in concentration as she read what she had written: `Dear Editor,' the note said, `I am among millions of Enlightened Exploited women who have not dared to question the issue of male social irresponsibility before, but have been encouraged by your words of wisdom...'
Her husband blanched and said, "Why, I even cleaned the kid's pooh-pooh in the morning." "You don't understand," said his wife, "the magazine's giving a diamond ring for the best letter next month and I must have it. Can you give me another word for patronising please?"
"Patronise," muttered my colleague, "patronise...what about condescend, though I do hope you're not saying I'm the one who's Condescending? Last week I was Dominating, and the week before it was Effete."
"Sshh!" hissed his wife. "What are you complaining about? Last week I was a Frustrated Hou