Upper management once caused a stir at the American branch of a French company I worked at by referring to the (female) customer service workers as "rechauffees." Not speaking vernacular French myself, I was not offended till someone told me that the word meant "re-heats" or "leftovers." Maybe this is particularly offensive in France, where every 4th grader studies la cuisine.
Nonetheless, I was very pleased to look in the refrigerator this morning to find some spaghetti squash and meatballs already packaged for today's lunch. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
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