When I think of the word expertise I picture a French man clad in a black and white stripe long sleeve shirt with hiked up black pants and suspenders (the demeanor/physique of pee wee herman)…with a painted on mustache (intricately designed..curly..and clean looking) and a white “mime” painted face. He is totally annunciating the word (in a thick French accent..where you-can see-the-spit-flying-out-of-his-mouth-onto-your-new-sweater-accent) and just as the “sss” sound leaves his lips..he smiles and you see either a bunch of disgusting/dilapidated teeth with some sort of green entity sticking out of one or one gold tooth blinging in the sunlight. yeah..a completely random thought to the word “expertise.” Just thought it was amusing because it was the first thing i thought of. strange i know