A supposedly true story on company cars. At a dinner party boring yuppie was banging on about his latest company car, how wonderful it was, how fast it went, what super handling it had, a Porche of course, doesn't everyone have one, The guy next to him was rather quiet, saying little, so boring yuppie turned to him and pointedly asked what company vehicle he had in a very condescending manner. A Tornado the quiet chap replied, I'm a Squadron Leader in the RAF. Dead silence from the yuppie, completely put in place and shot down.