Steven Fry tells a story about a friend of his who worked at the World Trade Center. The night before the plenes hit he had a birthday party. His mum gave him a shirt he thought was revolting, and while on the underground heading for work, he discovered the shirt in his bag and decided to get off a few stations before his own and exchange it at the store where his mum bought it. While in the store, the first plane hit his office square on. Later his friend remarked, "If my mum had good taste, I would be dead."