The CFO considers herself a Catholic, but she’s not really in line with the Pope on most issues if you know what I mean. The CFO’s parents on the other hand go a little bit further with things. On rare occasions this puts the CEO in a tight spot as I am not the most sensitive person to issues like this, and of course I have no wish to in any way offend, intentionally or otherwise, the CFO’s parents. Case in point: Friday evening the CFO’s parents were town; we were going to go out for dinner. The moment I heard that I start running down a list of food/restaurants in my head. Pizza? Daddies and boys both like pizza. Burgers sound good, maybe we go to McMenamins? Me gusta muy mucho tacos y burritos — maybe Mexican? I was then informed by the CFO that since it was a Friday during the season of Lent no meat could be consumed. Huh? The CEO was sad and mad. I was slightly less mortified (but significantly more confused) when I learned that fish doesn’t count as meat. That just makes no sense, but whatever, at least we could all go out for fish and chips, and since I really do like the fish and the chips that was no hardship at all. Still . . .

The no meat/fish dilemma was not brought up at dinner that night, and I think I’ll keep it that way: I do believe my tongue will stay bitten on this topic for evermore. While I like to make fun of religions with silly rules (No bacon? Allah can’t expect to be taken seriously) I have no desire to make it personal with anyone. Well, at least not with the CFO’s family.