Honestly, it’s like you guys have never seen Caleb Porter respond to questions before.
I’ve watched today’s post-training piece twice. Jamie Goldberg from The Oregonian posted it here if you haven’t seen it yet. If you haven’t, you should.
It’s got a bunch of people all wound up. Words I’ve seen used to describe Porter in that video today include the following:
Dick
Dickhead
Douche
Condescending
I’ve also seen people suggest that his snark (something that’s present on a regular basis) is due to some insecurity, that perhaps he’s finally found himself in the hot seat.
Nope. This is a guy that’s pretty comfortable where he is. This is a guy whose boss is happy with his performance.
I went back and read some of the things I’ve written about Porter since he landed in 2013. This is the one that still strikes a chord:
I feel kind of like he’s been invited over for dinner, a really great dinner, and arrives to find a bowl of Grapenuts and a host who spends the entire evening apologizing for the mess.
If there is a hint of frustration when Porter speaks, I’d guess it’s because he’s still looking at that bowl of Grapenuts and wondering when the Beef Wellington’s going to arrive at the table.
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