A couple of years ago I wore my then beloved DUI hat to the dog track in Florida, where we were killing some time during a SI. The older woman behind the ticket counter was obviously very uncomfortable about something, and finally couldn't help herself. She asked me how I could actually be PROUD of being a drunk driver. I decided to really rattle her chain and made her read more closely that I was a test DIVER, NOT driver. However, just before she stroked out I then tried to explain that it was a brand name of dive gear. By then other people were staring, and from then on, the hat was ruined for me.