Wednesday, September 2, 2009
I have noticed in life there is always That Guy. That guy is a broad term that i narrow down to a stereotypical white male that always is easy to joke on. For example, that guy in Hawaii would be the 50 plus white man with a plastic lei, short cargo shorts, flowered shirts, flip flops, visor, and greets others with aloha. That guy in the south is the beer drinking redneck, full of Obama hating, cut off t shirt with some sort of wild life, lifted truck, chew in the lip, and a confederate flag somewhere in arm range. On the golf course that guy would be the homeboy with expensive clubs, laying on the ground to get the line of the putt, golf shirt tucked in, golf belt, quick to tell you their handicap, quick to make excuses about you beating them, and takes four days to hit a shot because they try to use zen in golf homeboy. There is always that guy in your class. That guy usually in your class always likes to announce his uniqueness. For example, he will say I'm not religious or I'm not into spirituality. Beginning anything with those two phrases allows him to be some sort of prophet of the unruly i guess. He also is quick to misquote a lot of things, for example well according to stock market analysts it cant get any lower (the stock market is back and growing, i read the paper unlike this idiot). He always announces that he is from somewhere HARD, for example he says oh well I'm from Vermont and this is how it happens. WE SHOOT COPS IN MID DAYLIGHT IN LOUISIANA, i am not impressed with Vermont. That guy also seems to have the most skewed ignorant views on politics. He is the one to raise his hand and say "i cant believe we are letting Obama get away with taking away our guns". He also loves to quote Glenn Beck and Rush " while me and rush were passed out in a gutter in Tijuana after a night of jello shots and prescription meds he told me ......" That guy is always the one who bathes in Aqua Di Gio and comes to class and sits by that girl in class. He always tries to impress her with all the above listed things. That guy is the one at the coffee bar on campus who runs around like a squirrel requesting a specialized drink "ah yeah can i get a protein berry chai latte twist with lemon zest, vicatin, cognac, and a shot of espresso". That guy is the one that comes into class late and announces why. "ah sorry teach I'm late because parking is bad and this girl was talking to me in the hall" That guy is the one who is in my class at 8:30 in the morning. I will be fighting that guy in the octagon by semesters end.