I used to be a real A-hole.
Last week a fellow was talking about some trouble he got into when he was young and it made me think of the time, many years ago, when a coworker mentioned he was in a gang as a teenager. When another coworker asked what gang he was in I interrupted with, “Apple Dumpling.” The joke wasn’t appreciated.
It might seem insensitive but that was the nice interruption. What I really wanted to do was ask, for his initiation, whether he took the beating or the “train”.