You're on your second-last day at your place of employment - a very serious, blue-chip multi-national - having landed a big fat redundancy package to make years of kicking (against some gold-plated pricks, in a few instances) just all that more bearable. You hang a huge Ramones poster (you've left it in your will for your assistant) on your office's external wall, in a final act of defiant non-conformity. A Director walks past, taps his hand on the poster, pokes his head into your office and says: "You know - their first album was THE best ever."
At least he wasn't cluelessly wearing one of their T-shirts.
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