Handbill Handout

I am sitting in a Hell's Kitchen bar having a few pints with an old friend.  It is a place he has chosen and it is far enough west that we are nowhere near the tourist horde.  I am, as I often do, complaining about my job and the general stupidity of our industry.  Old friend had little patience for this.  "It's not like we work in a coal mine" he says "It's an intellectual coal mine" says I.  "BUT IT ISN'T AN ACTUAL COAL MINE!" He's right, you know.  Besides, what the hell is an intellectual coal mine?