So, one of my co-workers who is older and wiser and waaaaaay more experienced than I am in the field of radio has decided that he wants to teach me all about how to run a radio station so eventually, like a few years down the line when I've absorbed everything I can from him, I can go out and set the world on fire with a kickass station. This I have absolutely no problems with. His teachings are actually very enlightening and can help me understand the industry a lot better even now. The problem is, my co-worker's sense of humor is even more warped and twisted than mine, and he has absolutely no shame and takes delight in making fun of others (though, thankfully, I understand him and he knows I understand him, so we have a friendship based on mutual insulting). He is also a bit obsessed with food. He writes a weekly column read by many people in the industry, and while I call into play the old axiom of "any publicity is good publicity," I sometimes wonder at what price my education is coming. Because in the column he wrote for next week's issue, he referred to me -- by name -- as his "Padawan learner" and then proceeded to compare me to veal marsala.