On my way to a PR meeting at our other Tiffany office, I brought Stacey, my coworker, up to speed on the whole Tiger debacle. As I was just finishing regaling her with the salicious details of Tiger indiscretions*, I looked up to find none other than Spitzer right in front of me, looking me dead in the eye, to which I loudly said "Holy Dirt Bag Day". He was not amused.
* disgusting behavior with skanks that warrants, in my opinion, a definite beat-down with a nine iron.
