So, I've deleted my last post--too depressing. Well, that, and I just was rung up by my supervisor a bit ago, and told she can put me on nights and Sauturdays for the interm, until day work resumes.
And in light of that--and, to lighten the mood a bit, I thought I'd do something...well---different.
I adore the American version of Queer Eye for the Straight Guy. So, thought I'd do my own version. Old Maid's Eye for the Yuppie Guy.
Assuming some yuppie is stupid enough to move to a small blue collar ("Chav" if you're British) redneck town in the Adirondacks, we'd just have to get him into the programme, wouldn't we? I mean, he just simply wouldn't fit in, otherwise.
Here's our Yuppie as his is, now:
Yeck. Not gonna' work--he'd stand out like a sore thumb in this town:
Okay, it doesn't really look like this anymore--that was in 1901--but trust me, it hasn't changed all that much.
First, let's start with the hair. We gave our yuppie guy a genuine redneck haircut, so anyone walking down the street of Corinth, NY USA, could just look at that do, and say, "Hey, isn't that your cousin--the one that's married to your other cousin?"
Of course, now he has to have the right clothes--cheap jeans from WalMart and Sears, some tan canvas work pants, plaid flannel shirts, a denim chore coat and a carrhart jacket--and let's not forget the work boots.
And let's not forget the piece de resistance, the baseball cap!
These guys up here adore NASCAR racing, so we'll get our yuppie guy a nice racing themed baseball cap to complete the look:
And here's our yuppie guy in his new duds:
There. Now his Ivy League friends from Harvard would never reckognize him--but he'd have loads of new friends that he met at the local gin mills (bars/pubs).
