You sound like a soft, weak holland(aise) man
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Donkeys years ago I attended the Navy Staff Course. Every so often the then 3 staff colleges joined for "tri service" periods" During one of these we attended Camberley, but were accommodated in the Queens Hotel, Farnborough. One of the keynote speakers was the Defence Secretary who proceeded to announce wholesale changed to defence ( the cold war had just finished) and to everyone in the audience it was pretty poorly argued.
A fellow Army bod on the Navy course took exception to his glib style and took to his feet during the questions session. Normally he would not have said boo to a goose, but on this occasion he let fly with a withering salvo of well observed and brilliantly argued points all of which collectively ripped the Minister a second one. He pulled no punches, and the Minister knew that he had been seen off big time.
The place erupted into applause and the by now savaged minister sputtered a few platitudes before buggering off.
Later that night we were having dinner in the hotel when all of a sudden a voice piped up, summoning a waitress.
"This hollandaise sauce is rubbish" the hero of the moment from earlier in the day declared, he then demanded that it be taken back to the Chef who was then to do his fcuking job and make the sauce properly.
The waitress stood stunned
"And if you think that was rude" piped up one of the dark blue "you should have heard him rip the Secretary of State for defence a second arrsehole earlier"
Needless to say bar profits in the Queens hotel were greatly swelled over those few days.