And CSXJOE is right, their wearing suits-n-ties is certainly noteworthy.
From now on, no more coveralls when running trains, a suit and tie seems to be more appropriate.
People used to have more class. In modern times the average Joe or Jane thinks it's OK to wear sweats or pajamas or butt crack in public.
Blame it on the 50's beat-nicks and 60's hippies! (or thank them if your "poor"?) Before that, a shirt and tie alone barely cut it for "respectability" in public. A judge might jail you for contempt if you showed up, and weren't dressed the best your station in life allowed. And your best, wasn't necessarily good enough either.
A man doing work was somewhat exempt, but only "hooligans and ruffians" wore jeans into town. Not "men".
That's all not exactly true, fashion has side stepped and changed the accepted business suit since it was "just a leaf". (Ohhhh look, his leaf has twine! lol). Some 70's patterns, looked like pajamas, but they thought they were great! Ever really look at a zoot suit. That was decades before.
I "get it", but don't really like it. Here's why.
I remember being startled when I started wearing a suit daily.
Startled at just how differently people look at you, let alone treat you.
Coming from a low income working class background, I never had a nice one growing up. I couldn't really even afford that first one, a pal insisted it would help me.
It took some serious getting used to. Everyone seems to be "staring" at first. And they are, but they smile or nod pleasantly -vs- turning away quickly to avoid a strangers gaze.
It was well worth the effort. Top notch service at stores, and restaurants. Hot plates & no more receipts or filling out forms to return items.
" I can help you over here SIR!"
"Who?? me?? But all these folks are befor"Yes sir, but please follow me!"
"Can I YES SIR! Allow me return this for exchange?
I have my That's ok you don't need anything, here's cash.
(story chosen because I was denied just an exchange the previous evening, while in jeans and a dirty work polo. And by the very same crew too.)
I took advantage of it, sure. It kinda made me mad though. I was the same person, I just appeared wealthier. What does that have to do with exchanging a wrong sized shirt, or wanting hot food, cooked right, or just being pleasant?
I seldom wear one anymore, and I do wear my flannel "fish" pajamas and/or sweats to "X"-mart at the corner (late night or early, before dawn, & sans-plumbers crack). Heck, I love doing that PJ pop-tart run.
But if I expect the need to be taken seriously, black, blue, and a full Windsor is in order.
Oh yea! There's is always that female thing for a guy in a suit.
I didn't exactly hate that part either, but the "bad boy" suit does well in places too.
All that said, admit it, Cary made the suit look good, not the other way around
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