You are in the middle of some kind of project around the house. Mowing the lawn, putting a new fence in, painting the living room, or whatever. You are hot and sweaty. Covered in dirt or paint. You have your old work clothes on. You know the outfit, shorts with the hole in crotch, old t-shirt with a stain from who knows what and an old pair of tennis shoes.
Right in the middle of this great home improvement project you realize you need to run to Wal-Mart to get something required to complete the job. Depending on your age you might do the following:
In your 20's:
Stop what you are doing. Shave, take a shower, blow dry your hair, brush your teeth, floss and put on clean clothes. Check yourself in the mirror and flex. Add a dab of your favorite cologne because you never know, you just might meet some hot chick while standing in the checkout lane. You went to school with the pretty girl running the register.
In your 30's:
Stop what you are doing, put on clean shorts and shirt. Change shoes. You married the hot chick so no need for much else. Wash your hands and comb your hair. Check yourself in the mirror. Still got it. Add a shot of your favorite cologne to cover the smell. The cute girl running the register is the kid sister to someone you went to school with.
In your 40's:
Stop what you are doing. Put a sweatshirt that is long enough to cover the hole in the crotch of your shorts. Put on different shoes and a hat. Wash your hands. Your bottle of Brute Cologne is almost empty so you don't want to waste any of it on a trip to Wal-Mart. Check yourself in the mirror and do more sucking in than flexing. The spicy young thing running the register is your daughter's age and you feel weird thinking she is spicy.
In your 50's:
Stop what you are doing. Put a hat on, wipe the dirt off your hands onto your shirt. Change shoes because you don't want to get dirt in your new sports car. Check yourself in the mirror and you swear not to wear that shirt anymore because it makes you look fat. The cutie running the register smiles when she sees you coming and you think you still have it. Then you remember the hat you have on is from your buddy's bait shop and it says, "I Got Worms ".
In your 60's:
Stop what you are doing. No need for a hat anymore. Hose off the dog off your shoes. The mirror was shattered when you were in your 50's. You hope you have underwear on so nothing hangs out the hole in your pants. The girl running the register may be cute but you don't have your glasses on so you are not sure.
In your 70's:
Stop what you are doing. Wait to go to Wal-Mart until they have your prescriptions ready too. Don't' even notice the dog on your shoes. The young thing at the register smiles at you because you remind her of her grandfather.
In your 80's:
Stop what you are doing. Start again. Then stop again. Now you remember that you needed to go to Wal-Mart. Go to Wal-Mart and wonder around trying to think what it is you are looking for. Break wind and you think someone called out your name. The old lady that greeted you at the front door went to school with you.
... i'll be 27 next month and i'm doing some of the things that aren't supposed to be done till my 40's! i'm acting too old!
LMAO...that is too funny. I'm 30 and already doing half the sh*$ that the 50 year olds are. Guess that's what happens when your married and settled....priorities start to shift. :hick:
:iagree: 37 acting 57. Marriage for ya. I go straight to walmart from work, wearing my shop outfit full of coolant, oil, metal chips, etc...
Hey I'm almost 50! kinda like the girl that greats you at walmart.
wow,
well when i hit my 80's , im gonna want a beer and see something naked:D
jeff foxworthy
I just turned 40.I'm still aware of appearance and looking decent.My wife makes sure of that.I still have my hair and my teeth,and I.m not fat,so,I may just be alright.I feel like I'm still in my late 20's.I'm holding on as long as I can.
Im 19 and doing the stuff thats in the 50's.
For me there is nothing that is done between leaving the job-site and getting in the car, save for washing my hands. I do not want a SPECK of dirt anywhere inside the Cat. Just sends me over the edge. So as long as my hands and my "outfit" wont cause any dirt transfer, regardless of how they look, thats what Im keeping on.
Half the people I see in Advance must set a world record for the most paint and grease stained jeans ever to exist. Makes me happy to see that. Who the hell cares? If youre gonna judge me for not "dressing up" or whatever, then I dont need you. I see someone dressed like that in a store getting supplies I think "Alright! Another good ol' DIY-er. Cool."
I am like most of you guys, doin stuff like a 50 or 60 year old does, and just don't give a . But I NEVER get in the bird with any kind of dirt or grease on me. That would be a sin to me.
:birdsmily:
Im 19 and I keep myself clean unless Im just leaving the Body Shop, some girls even like the fact that you look like you work. I am always clean and smelling good for any possible lady sightings.
I just dont go to Wal-Mart; that place sucks. I go elsewhere.
hell, i want a beer and see nekkidness now!
:stupid:
Me:
I stop what I am doing. No shave, but I do take a shower, I keep my hair too short to blow dry, I brush my teeth, leave the dirty clothes. Chicks dig a guy who can do stuff! Check myself in the mirror and flex. I still got it and then some! No cologne, the wife will think I'm up to no good. The girl at the register recognizes me from high school, but time hasn't been very kind to her so I am clueless as to who she is till I get home and check the yearbook......Oh yeah wife smacks me 'cause she thinks I'm up to no good LOL.:hick:
I know, a pipe dream.... THought I'd make some of you laugh!
:laughing: Yeah I understand...
We had a pretty little blond gal at work, left and came back 7-8 years later...
gal you've been rode hard!!!... She didn't much like that comment... Didn't stay long either...