Clothes Make The Non-Gender Specific Person
Have you ever tried to guess the occupation of a person solely based on their manner of dress and way they carry themselves?
Obviously this diversionary pastime has become increasingly difficult with the change of “out in public” manner of dress but I can’t think it would have been any easier back in the days of wearing a suit everywhere (even to a baseball game).
Still it’s a fun element to add to any people watching session.
In a meeting yesterday, participants were asked to go around the room and share 30 seconds about themselves. In that 30 seconds you were asked to tell the group your major field of study in college.
When a particular young man began talking I looked at him and immediately thought “his major was English Literature.”
I smiled the smile of satisfaction when he shared his major field of study. What can I say? It’s a gift!
I thought about our blog community and wondered if we were in a room of strangers if anyone could guess our occupations by our appearance?
Granted, with his pale, pasty, cool to the touch skin . . . his black overcoat, skull and crossbones, silver tipped cane . . . and that vulture perched on his shoulder like a proud pirate’s parrot (say that three times fast) who would hesitate to peg Greg as a death broker?
6 Responses to “Clothes Make The Non-Gender Specific Person”
Hey, hey ! ! ! I’m offended at this tasteless excuse for literary expression. I’ll have you to know I got rid of the parrot … too obvious a clue as to my profession! I bet if a stranger were to see me now with my pale, pasty, cool to the touch skin, black overcoat, skull and crossbones, silver tipped cane, and the ever present odor of formaldehyde (which you failed to mention, another reason I’m offended at your tasteless excuse for literary expression) they would NEVER guess what I do for a living!
Would Greg’s parrot be the same parrot that showed up at Pepperdine with the Chuckster?
(loud Parrot squak) “Heard him last year - didn’t do anything for me.” (loud parrot squak)
All I have to say is “ha ha ha ha ha”.
so…what was it exactly that pegged the english major? 9curious)
one day on the MAX, i was talking with this seventy-ish-aged couple.. he had high degrees in both english and anthropology… in the course of conversation i mentioned my thought to become a librarian. he didn’t seem surprised that i was an english major (surely that was because i was taking notes while reading Borges). However, he was quick to tell me that i didn’t look like a librarian. i wasn’t sure if there was sarcasm or not.. like, “wow it is so obvious you are a librarian.” or not, “really? a librarian? huh..”
My husband was reading this over my shoulder, then said with a disappointed tone, “Oh, I thought it was going to be on how to recognize a ‘Pat’”. lol
l.marie.d = skin tone that hardly ever sees the light of day, an off white turtleneck (it’s still almost 80 degrees around here), medium length, pulled back blonde hair and the tell tale sarah palin glasses. And i’ve always prided myself that people would not guess “preacher” when looking at me!
kristi = now as I look at the title I see how that post would have been more entertaining! My apologies to hubby for the misrepresentation (but thanks for the post idea)!
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