…was over twenty-five years ago, when I was working at a large corporation. My job involved going over sales contracts and making sure everything was correct and there were no white-outs, no written-in amendments, no omitted signatures, etc. If the contract I was revewing was incorrect, I’d mark where changes needed to be made and return it to the sender initialed “PFT” — which I suppose read as though I were making a derisive sound with my lips.
Some people at the company began referring to me as “Paft.”
Pam Troy 