Many years ago, I had a colleague, a fellow sports writer, who once cussed out a person on our copy desk.
The tongue-lashing came after a mistake was made in a story. The error, of course, made the sports writer look bad. After all, it was his story in print. The copy editor had the luxury of hiding behind a wall of anonymity.
So my friend exploded on the copy editor, issuing a few words that I can't print in a family newspaper. The next day, my friend apologized to the copy editor for the outburst. Then, he stated:
"I don't say stuff like that. I'm a Christian."