What's really weird is that the National Hot Dog & Sausage Council awarded her a Certificate of Bravery for her withstanding of the assault.
And yes, there's a Hot Dog Council. Read all about it here.
Can't imagine an executive doing introductions at a picnic:
"What did you say you do, Bob?"
"I'm a publicist."
"Oh, really. Where?"
"The National Hot Dog & Sausage Council."
"Yes, I hear that a lot. Think of it like CAIR. But, you know, for hot dogs. You wouldn't believe the hostility sometimes. Just last year we had to defend a ballpark worker who was attacked for nothing more than dressing up as an Italian sausage and racing other costumed weiners. Fortunately, the attacker later apologized and agreed to purchase Italian sausages for an entire section of the ballpark. But we've really got to stay on top of things. Sausage-related attacks could be on this rise."
"Well, Bob, it seems to me most people like hot dogs just fine. No one I know hates sausages."
"Oh, yes, the old some-of-my-best friends are sausages. See, there's still a lot of work to be done."
"It's OK. Here's my business card. Just send a donation and we'll call it even. OK?"
Regarding the title, there is an association of assocations here.