the lagniappe

When I moved to New York in June of 2006 it was not without a caveat, by decree of my paternal unit.  Which is to say it was with caveat.  From here on out I'll be implementing use of as many double negatives as possible so that my blog can read more like a trickily worded exam question.  You're welcome.  Yes, so back to this caveat.  When your dad sits you down days before your move cross country and says "You can move to New York, but you have to promise me one thing.  And that thing is, that you will never become a Yankee fan."

Now to this kind of ultimatum there are really only two options.  Move to New York and renounce my father's wishes, purchase my very own Yankee cap and thus virtually seal the deal on my disownment by my New England born and raised father.  The other option, which ensures as their only daughter I'm not written out of the will, being that I embrace the Red Sox fan brooding inside me since the day of my birth in a small New Hampshire town.  

So I took what was behind door number two, stayed in the good graces of my dad and purchased some Red Sox paraphernalia when visiting Boston in hopes that if I were going to betray my new home town I might as well get heckled while I'm at it.  For the last year I've on occasion flaunted my Red Sox gear around the NYC and to my surprise had received no flack whatsoever.  No, jeers, no booing, no street hotdog covered in mustard launched at my head.  Nothing.  

No sign of animosity from embittered Yankee fans until yesterday, when a year's worth of work finally paid of two-fold.  First, the Fed Ex man who came to my door nearly refused to let me sign for my package when he saw my B hat.  Later that evening as I returned from the store, again in my B hat, iPod intact yet low enough to be aware of my surroundings, a slick-haired man exiting a brownstone yelled "boooo Red Sox boooooooooo!" as I passed by.  And as I crossed the street, with an added skip in my step a devilish smile creeping across my face I breathed a sigh of relief.  Hard work pays off my friends, we are all rewarded in good time.