Confusing conversations

Gavin and I spoke today, for the first time since our fracas. It was civil, but no more than that. I think we need to have a proper talk about it to clear the air, but he seems content to pretend it didn't happen and carry on; except for the fact that he was very different in his attitude towards me, so it's not as if it's forgotten about and he's moved on after accepting what was said. And that's a bit of a concern for me, I have to say. I need to know I can discuss problems with my employer, without subsequently being treated like a terrible partner in a relationship.
Anyway, enough of that old shite, I don't really want to waste my time with you talking about that situation.

I was talking to someone today about the Big Bang (yeah, it was one of those days - weird encounters, unexpected chats, and reminders that the world and its people will never take you down the exact path you're expecting). He was a recently retired gentleman who, by his own description, 'ain't exactly the brightest light on the Christmas tree'. He was telling me that he had heard a podcast in which it was explained that astrophysicists now say that the Big Bang didn't actually create the universe, as previously stated, but that it was the end of something else called 'expansion' which they don't know too much about. He seemed to have taken this as a personal attack, in which they had deliberately altered their view of the universe just to mess with his head. He also said, "Every few years they just make up some new shit just to get some more money, don't they?"
I told him I was inclined to agree, and that physicists were known for being a bit ostentatious and deceptive, whereas the field of chemistry was full of truth, certainty and consistency. Chemists, I told him, are the trustworthy ones. And then he went off on a rant about prescription charges....

RC 21-20-25