I have a great story about this.

I was living in Orlando working for Disney. This was right after college.

I was out one night with a bunch of my friends and we ran into a group of young attorneys at a conference who were all from Pittsburgh of all places.

My friends call me over to talk to these guys and they start asking me all kinds of questions about Pittsburgh, and make me prove that I am a true Yinzer.

It’s mostly landmark stuff and a few sports questions, but it ends with a guy saying, “OK, this will settle it once and for all. If you can answer this question right, I’ll know you are truly a Yinzer and I’ll pick up everyone’s tab.”

He then asks me, “What does it mean if I tell you, ‘Kennywood’s open?’”

My friends all look at each other quizzically because nobody has any idea what the hell we are talking about.

I reflexively look down at my pants and say, “I hope it doesn’t mean that I’m about to be really embarrassed.”

BOOM! That was it!

The group of attorneys burst into laughter, and that was it. I was definitely a true Yinzer and we were officially all friends! We shared a bunch of beers for the rest of the night, and they paid for everything. Really, their law firm, I’m sure, paid for everything. Still, that was a good cheap night.