In his letter he said, “There is a woman in my office and we all love her, a sweet, sweet lady. She gave us this long, long harangue about the absence of decent men in this world who are eligible for marriage and such an enormous number of riffraff, just jerks. So when I heard her complain, I simply revised what she said, and I heard her say that she met the most marvelous man whom she’s dating.” He kept on, painted a wonderful word picture about what he did. He said, “I did it twice that day. On my way home on the freeway I did it and I did it when I was home…that’s about six weeks ago. Two weeks ago, she came into the office and was very, very glum…into my office. It reminded me and so I did it again.” Now he said, “Yesterday, she spent twenty minutes with me painting the most marvelous word picture of this man. He must be terrific from what she is saying, how he is dating her…the most marvelous being ever; and she paints the most wonderful word picture of this one who is not a riffraff, just in her eyes a perfect, perfect gentleman who is dating her many, many times, and she is simply walking in ecstasy.” Well, that is one. He did not accept her tirade against all humanity.456 ¶5