We have a new batch of interns at work, fresh out of college. One of my co-workers – a native San Franciscan (this is meaningful later) – was telling me that one of the guys has a tattoo that extends from his shoulder halfway down his bicep. I said, “Oh, he’s a young guy…” She stops me and says – “Wait for it. The subject line on the tattoo? San Francisco Giants.” “Huh,” I said, “I can’t imagine being that kind of fan. Hell, I would only get that on my arm if I MYSELF played for the Giants.” The co-worker shook her head again, to let me know I was still missing the point. “But he’s from PACIFICA.”