WTF

I have a friend who is very fond of the expression WTF. I won’t fill in the initials I’m sure you can figure it out. I bring this up because the older I get the more often I find myself in that RCA dog position, which is sort of the cleaned up version of WTF. My son was (with several of his friends) repairing the sidewalk in front of our house. They are an odd collection of young people. (22-25) I found it very interesting watching them come and go. With each new coming and going there was the standing and analyzing the current progress of the sidewalk. I went out at one point and there was this girl I had never met before swearing and spitting, she would have made any construction worker proud. Now, having been accused myself of being then a little butch I was in fact taken aback by this girl.

I don’t bring this up to judge. My personal opinion is the only one you have to please is yourself, be who you are. What was truly surprising was this girl with thisgroup of young men. These are the guys who chase the cheerleaders, they drool (as most men do) over the super model. So, I am watching trying to dis cypher the dynamic.

After about twenty minutes this s what I came up with. She worked harder stopping less, complaining less, she kept them going. I find it interesting that although, none of them would admit to it, they worked better while she was there in what I can only assume an attempt to prove their physical superiority. Can you believe it? That kind of macho crap in this day and age. WTF

~ by sharifisher on September 19, 2008.