So I just attended a two day training here in town (Portland, Oregon). The gal running the training got up and started talking bright and early Monday morning. I suspected after she started talking that she might be from 'back home'. Sure enough she mentioned flying in from the Kentucky humidity to the overcast skies and 65 degrees of Portland (yes, it's not summer here until July 4th weekend). One of my buddies went over to her and let her know I was also from the Commonwealth. (I guess) her next question was if I was a Cat fan and this guy knew better. She came up to me and said, 'I heard you are a Louisville fan'. I confirmed this. She then asked why? I said I stopped drinking the blue Kool-Aid in elementary school which didn't go over very well. We made some very light-hearted (I think) jabs at each other and then the conference started. Within about two minutes of talking to the whole group she mentioned she had a problem with one of the participants (that'd be me) because I was a Louisville fan. I said I had a problem with her because she's a Kentucky fan. Everybody laughed. It was all in good fun (I believe).
So I thought I would get under her skin a little bit more on day two. I decided to wear a Louisville t-shirt (just red with white block letters LOUISVILLE in the classic arched style). Mind you this was a casual environment so I wasn't under dressed (I think it's impossible to be under dressed in this city/state. I went to a wedding a couple of years ago and people came in shorts and Teva sandals. I'm waiting for the day when someone just shows up buck naked at an event). I walked in, went up to her and said, "I wore this just for you". She couldn't believe it. A few minutes later she came by me at the coffee table and called me 'a little sh*t' (yeah she did). It was all in good fun (I perceive). Later, we had to break up in groups and then present information to the entire group. I volunteered to present our group information because, uh, I like public speaking? After I presented she said she could barely stand watching me up there with 'that shirt on'. Again the whole group laughed. We were just kidding around (I suppose).
At any rate it was a very good training. However I did have to knock a few points off the evaluation of the two days of training for various reasons.
Just wanted to let you all know that 2,500 miles away I'm fighting the good fight.
Go Cards. And go USA. You know, soccer.