This morning’s sighting was a guy wearing, as I remember my father calling them, "Bib Over Hauls." The “over hauls” are faded . . . . not sure if it’s from work or not, but they are well pressed . . . nice crease. He’s wearing a thin short sleeve golf shirt (Phil Mickelson I believe is who he pulling for) and it’s 47 degrees outside. He’s heading to Dallas. He’s a shorter, slight man (5’5”, 105lbs at most), he’s got a well groomed goatee that’s almost white. . . . . . But the topper on all this is the brand spanking new, pure white (almost virginal or saintly kind white) Bass Pro Shop ball cap. His carryon? A briefcase. So, I guess he’s heading to a business meeting in Dallas that hopefully, he’s attired for. Who knew?
One of my pastimes has always been to observe people. I travel extensively and find myself in airports all too frequently. During these travels I observe people that warrant a detailed description to friends and coworkers. Their suggestions were to write a blog about the humankind that I run into at the nations airports. Thus, Airport Muses.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Bib "Over Hauls"
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