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We were discussing the training we’re putting together for tomorrow night, and I was on the call to provide some technical insight as to what to expect during the training, when the conversation abruptly turned to "Cerveza Preferencias".

I never heard a consensus on the actual question, but what was made abundantly clear was that the guy running the show would bring a Keg of beer.

40 people.  2 hours of training.   1 Keg of beer.

While interesting, that in itself isn’t the funny part.

The funny part was when some guy on their team mentioned that the venue for this training, he was pretty sure, wouldn’t allow them to bring in Cerveza’s.

At which point, this is actually what he said…

"DAMMIT, I KNOW we’re not allowed to bring in anything, so if we’re not allowed to bring in ANYTHING, we may as well bring in a DAMN KEG."

…and no one could find a way to argue with that logic.

"I don’t know, she has some sort of misplaced trust in your ability to behave in social settings."

–  One of my clients (the one I usually quote).   Re:   My recounting of the "work function" at which I sat (unknowingly) next to my fiances boss and, well, you can imagine what a nightmare that turned out to be.

"No problem.   I like ‘funny people’."

– my fiances boss in response to her (the fiances) attempt at damage control over my ‘ability to behave’ the night before.

“I’m finding it increasingly difficult to cater to your strange needs…”

– My clients project manager, speaking to me as we stood in line for security at their Brazilian office, obviously failing to realize that we all deal with different cultures in different ways and that. . .  some may be more eccentric than others.