Redneck Wannabe
We had a paving company doing some work on the site today. The crew consisted of several Mexicans working their hearts out while one fat White Guy barked out orders from the sidelines. That’s pretty standard in this part of the country. Incidentally, the man in charge was wearing a shirt that said, “Proud to be a Redneck.”
For those of you that don’t know, I grew up in Illinois, in a town of 700 people. I’m pretty familiar with rednecks, and this guy….no redneck.
I was once again reminded of high school when I saw his “Redneck” shirt. See, I spent my freshman year of high school in Sacramento, California, a town riddled with street gangs. We then moved back to Illinois for my sophomore year, and I saw many little kids that thought they were hardcore gangsters. Evidently they had seen Dr. Dre on the MTV and thought they were tough guys. I always wanted to take one of these wannabe gangsters back to California with me, drop them off in the hood and see how hardcore they thought they were afterwards.
When I saw the so-called redneck’s shirt, I had the exact same feeling. I would love to take this guy back to the town I grew up in, leave him there for a month, and see if he still thinks he’s a redneck.
It’s easy to act like you’re a redneck, but let’s be honest, we live in Lake Tahoe. The last time I looked, we were surrounded by mountains, not pig farms. I have not seen a combine or tractor driving on the road since I moved here, and I never see pickup trucks with gun racks in the rear window. Our environment is the opposite of that which creates true rednecks.
There’s only one thing worse than a redneck, and that’s someone who tries to act like they are a redneck. I may be wrong, but in my opinion, this guy is clearly a poser redneck. If you want to be a redneck, that’s fine, but go do it somewhere that actually has farms and narrow minded people. Don’t taint our paradise with the racism and stupidity that accompanies the redneck lifestyle. In short, take that garbage somewhere else dude…this is Tahoe.
Daily Weight Report
Other than the mild annoyance I felt at the wannabe redneck, I had another fantastic day at work. It is always nice when that day of the week that feels like Monday is actually a Tuesday. In addition to the holiday making this a short week for me, it gave me an extra day to recuperate after my first week. Once again, my feet are sore, but they’re not as bad as last week. I think I may be getting used to those boots. I finished the day out at 177 pounds, and I had to tighten my belt to a notch that has never been used. I don’t want to jinx myself, but I think The Blue Collar Diet may be yielding some results already.
For those of you that don’t know, I grew up in Illinois, in a town of 700 people. I’m pretty familiar with rednecks, and this guy….no redneck.
I was once again reminded of high school when I saw his “Redneck” shirt. See, I spent my freshman year of high school in Sacramento, California, a town riddled with street gangs. We then moved back to Illinois for my sophomore year, and I saw many little kids that thought they were hardcore gangsters. Evidently they had seen Dr. Dre on the MTV and thought they were tough guys. I always wanted to take one of these wannabe gangsters back to California with me, drop them off in the hood and see how hardcore they thought they were afterwards.
When I saw the so-called redneck’s shirt, I had the exact same feeling. I would love to take this guy back to the town I grew up in, leave him there for a month, and see if he still thinks he’s a redneck.
It’s easy to act like you’re a redneck, but let’s be honest, we live in Lake Tahoe. The last time I looked, we were surrounded by mountains, not pig farms. I have not seen a combine or tractor driving on the road since I moved here, and I never see pickup trucks with gun racks in the rear window. Our environment is the opposite of that which creates true rednecks.
There’s only one thing worse than a redneck, and that’s someone who tries to act like they are a redneck. I may be wrong, but in my opinion, this guy is clearly a poser redneck. If you want to be a redneck, that’s fine, but go do it somewhere that actually has farms and narrow minded people. Don’t taint our paradise with the racism and stupidity that accompanies the redneck lifestyle. In short, take that garbage somewhere else dude…this is Tahoe.
Daily Weight Report
Other than the mild annoyance I felt at the wannabe redneck, I had another fantastic day at work. It is always nice when that day of the week that feels like Monday is actually a Tuesday. In addition to the holiday making this a short week for me, it gave me an extra day to recuperate after my first week. Once again, my feet are sore, but they’re not as bad as last week. I think I may be getting used to those boots. I finished the day out at 177 pounds, and I had to tighten my belt to a notch that has never been used. I don’t want to jinx myself, but I think The Blue Collar Diet may be yielding some results already.
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