Keeping it Real
If you spend enough time out & about, in the workplace, in public, living a social life or maybe enjoying the nightlife you'll run into your share of people with facades. The clothes, jewelry, cars, fashion and bling attitude that many people believe defines them. I have such a hard time with the 'beautiful people.' They are a pet peeve of mine. I know we should never judge a book by it's cover, but when they try so hard to make a statement with that cover it's very difficult for me to not see their ostentatious display as a window to a shallow soul. I don't care to read that book. I know the ending. I avoid these people.
One of the reasons I like the Bohemians is their complete lack of pretense. The regulars at the Pub are regular people, down to earth, caring and genuine. Nearly every person I meet is someone I can sit beside, have a drink and converse with......even John the Satan worshipper. The crowd at the pub is 'keeping it real.' I've written about them several times, but not lately.
I notice what people talk about as much as what they say. I'm repeating myself but I find the level of dialogue at the pub to be higher than most places. These people have something to say about all my favorite topics, and we laugh, We laugh a lot. Maybe it's the Guinness laughing but there's always someone with an interesting point-of-view on some issue that captures my attention. They're good listeners as well as talkers.
The Bohemians are a stark contrast to the Scottsdale scene only a few miles away. There are many cool bars, trendy clubs and nice restaurants in Scottsdale. It is the place to be in this valley if you feel the need to be in that place where everyone thinks they should be. Cheryl and I have gone to many nice places but I never feel comfortable in the Snottsdale crowd. I don't belong there. These are not my people. They try too hard to be seen, "look at me," and they put far too much emphasis on the shallow exterior, the cover of their book. Everyone in Scottsdale is trying to be cool. You should be impressed.
When someone thinks a conversation about money, granite countertops, Viking ranges, BMW's and Rolex watches is interesting, I get that deer-in-the-headlights feeling. How can I get away without being run over by their Hummer?
I prefer people who are so un-cool in being themselves they're actually cool without trying. They care about what you think more than what you make. You can tell they're enjoying the conversation as much as you are, and when one of you makes the other laugh, it's genuine laughter.......not that phony, haughty ha-ha-ha laugh that makes you wonder if they get the joke.
Real people have the currency needed for living life.
My twenty-four hour rant is over. I think I pop into the pub for Friday happy hour.
One of the reasons I like the Bohemians is their complete lack of pretense. The regulars at the Pub are regular people, down to earth, caring and genuine. Nearly every person I meet is someone I can sit beside, have a drink and converse with......even John the Satan worshipper. The crowd at the pub is 'keeping it real.' I've written about them several times, but not lately.
I notice what people talk about as much as what they say. I'm repeating myself but I find the level of dialogue at the pub to be higher than most places. These people have something to say about all my favorite topics, and we laugh, We laugh a lot. Maybe it's the Guinness laughing but there's always someone with an interesting point-of-view on some issue that captures my attention. They're good listeners as well as talkers.
The Bohemians are a stark contrast to the Scottsdale scene only a few miles away. There are many cool bars, trendy clubs and nice restaurants in Scottsdale. It is the place to be in this valley if you feel the need to be in that place where everyone thinks they should be. Cheryl and I have gone to many nice places but I never feel comfortable in the Snottsdale crowd. I don't belong there. These are not my people. They try too hard to be seen, "look at me," and they put far too much emphasis on the shallow exterior, the cover of their book. Everyone in Scottsdale is trying to be cool. You should be impressed.
When someone thinks a conversation about money, granite countertops, Viking ranges, BMW's and Rolex watches is interesting, I get that deer-in-the-headlights feeling. How can I get away without being run over by their Hummer?
I prefer people who are so un-cool in being themselves they're actually cool without trying. They care about what you think more than what you make. You can tell they're enjoying the conversation as much as you are, and when one of you makes the other laugh, it's genuine laughter.......not that phony, haughty ha-ha-ha laugh that makes you wonder if they get the joke.
Real people have the currency needed for living life.
My twenty-four hour rant is over. I think I pop into the pub for Friday happy hour.