Pimpin' PMP Daddy

So on the train in the Denver airport, I saw a guy, in the corner of my eye, reading a book called "PIMP"

Or so I thought.

At first I thought, is he just trying to hip up his lingo? Is the book a joke? Is he really just socially secure enough to read such a book in public? Where are his hoes? And gold chains?

That's it. There were no hoes or gold chains, and that's when I knew there was something wrong with this situation.

The book was PMP- Project Managment Professionals.

BOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRING