O/T Bib Overalls

This is one of the most interesting interchanges I have seen on this site in a long time. I follow this site daily. I wear overalls and have for the last 30 years. I am also a professional person (I'm posting under a new name -- don't want to be met with resistance when I need information ). I often wear coat , silk tie , and shirt that it costs $2.50 to launder. Here is my take:

1. There are what I call "real" people in all walks of life. Some overalls wearers are not real--- some people who wear coats and ties are not real. Real means authentic , real means engaged , real means generous in spirit , in grace , in preferring one's brother.

2.Without question , how one dresses has an effect on the warmth and courtesy one is shown in the market place. It is just human nature. Is it right? Far from it! Is it true ?
For sure!

3. The issue is to be real despite what one is wearing. Reminds me of the story that many of you have no doubt heard: London, after WW II , GI goes into a doughnut shop early one Sunday and comes out with hot doughnuts. He sees an orphan at the glass window drooling and salivating--he promptly goes back in , buys a bunch more and comes out and hands the papersack to the orphan. He then mounts his Jeep only to feel something tugging at his sleeve. It's the kid who asks "Mister , are you God?" That's real.

In the winter, the loose fit allows lots of warm clothes underneath.

Pretty smart, those old hayseed hicks, dontcha think?

Testing a pic of two uncles.

But for what it's worth:

I had an uncle who decided he wanted a new car. So, he goes to town dressed as usual, in his faded bibs and clodhoppers and pulls into the Chrysler dealership. He spies a new Imperial that takes his fancy (this was in 1967). Here comes the salesman and says may I help you? The uncle says, How much is this hyere car? The salesman says....uh, well, maybe you'd like to look at some of our used models. Uncle says, I didn't ast about none of them used cars...how much is this'un? The salesman says...sir where do you bank? Uncle tells him and so the snotnosed salesman runs to the phone and calls the bank. "Hey do you know a so and so, he's here wanting to buy a new Imperial!" The banker says, "Yeah I know him and if he wants to buy the dealership, sell it to him."

So here runs the salesman, "Sir this car is $7500." Uncle says, well, I'll take it and proceeds to pull out a roll of Franklins and counts them out on the hood. He climbed in that fine car with his shoes covered in cow$hit and drove away.

Success is measured in many ways. Either by appearance....or cash. The former helps, the latter always makes the difference.

Dave

Worst is out in the field with greasy hands, a full bladder, and no clean rags. Ya just gotta wipe 'em on the grass and get a little dirty...

I was looking for a cedar chest a few years back to give my girlfriend for xmas, and most stores treated me alright. I was dressed decent, no work grubs, just a really nasty ragged beard (takes me 2 months to grow about 1/2" on my face, and it still has bare spots...) The only store to completely ignore me was Ashley. The rest were actually pretty good.

My brother was shopping for an engagement ring a whle back, and had cash in his pocket to buy it cash & carry. The folks at Jared wouldn't help him out at all so he flashed his wad of cash and walked out. Wasn't there, but he said they were tripping all over themselves then...

Donovan from Wisconsin