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In which established stereotypes are reinforced. Or ~ if we are all individuals... I'm not

The other day, the Loved One & I were driving somewhere, can't remember where, we go to a lot of places all over town... but anyway, we turned off the main road into our desired side street & there, immediately & way too close to the intersection for legality or our comfort, was a white delivery van in the middle of a 3-point turn & a poorly executed one at that. The Loved One was dismayed to see that the driver was not only Asian, but was also wearing glasses & iPod earphones. I'm not sure if there was a Buddhist icon hanging from the rear-view mirror, but I wouldn't have been surprised. The Loved One, who is of the Asian persuasion herself, was the first to complain that this guy couldn't have been more of a cliché if he'd tried & was doing the rest of them no favours

A little later, at the supermarket, we were stockpiling comestibles & essentials at the checkout when the next customer began doing the same. First thing we both noticed was the 6 boxes of mini Drumstick ice creams. Then the 3 packets of sliced ham. I looked at the customer & was dismayed to see yet another slave to pre-conditioning. Thinning hair slicked down, pasty, never-seen-the-sun face, oversized track-suit with the pants tucked into white socks & the unmistakable aroma of somebody who's unsure of where both the bathroom & the laundry are. So when the next items out of his trolley were four packets of corn chips, I wasn't surprised. The only thing I had to decide was whether he was just your regular social exile playing Mental Solitaire with a deck of 47 cards... or if he had someone chained up in his basement as well

Incidentally ~ why are 99% of track suits, 'sport' socks & running shoes sold to people who couldn't or wouldn't run for a bus, let alone a 400m relay? Or are there far more Shot-putters out there than I'd realised ~ in which case, why didn't we win Gold in London?

I've also lost count of the number of times we've been out to dinner somewhere &, as I look around the restaurant there are so many women who have dressed 'up' for the occasion... only to be accompanied by some shambling 3-toed Sloth for whom a favourite t-shirt, tracksuit pants & thongs or Crocs constitutes evening wear. Oh... & a 'Hoodie' if it's Winter

Gentlemen ~ I know we can't all be Michael Schumacher behind the wheel, Howard Hughes if we choose to stay indoors, or, god forbid, Karl Lagerfeld when we're out on the town...

But we owe it to ourselves to try at least!

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Date: 2012-08-15 10:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] reynardo.livejournal.com
So matching trackies and thongs at next Wafflers?
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