Looking for Your McMurray Magazine? We've created something even bigger and here to check it out!

Looking for our original content? Welcome back to our original site!



Michael Jesso’s Fabulous, Derailed

(1 Vote)

Every morning thousands of you wake up, roll out of bed, throw on the lastest fashions from Mark's Work Wearhouse and head north for the day.  The problem begins on that bus ride back to the city. I know you just worked 12 hours, you’re tired, hungry, and the last thing you want to do is go home and cook. Some of you get chatting and suddenly Earls, Moxie’s, or BrewBakers become the next destination.

Well, lock up those air brakes folks. Take a deep breath in through your nose and let the smell coming off you resonate for a minute. Now I know everyone reading this has complained about the smell on the bus ride home, some of you even complain about the smell on the way to work, some of you drive to work just to avoid it all together.  So what do you think the rest of us smell when you walk into a restaurant and sit down next to us while we're eating?  Flowers? Fresh summer rain?

Some will argue it’s the "smell of money", but I'm here to tell you it’s not. It smells like bitumen and when you mix that with my Mediterranean linguini, I have problems.
And it’s not just eating establishments, it’s everywhere. I talked to a few men and woman while researching this article and was surprised at the feedback. The most common excuse for not going home after work and taking a shower before you do anything was "it’s a work town."

Well, it’s not a work town. It was a work town in 1967. Today it’s a city of more than  100,000 people. Plus, I know you weren't digging for oil on Franklin Avenue. This is where we live—you work at least 45 minutes away—so your argument doesn't stick. It just stinks and so do you.

While most people can excuse a quick trip into the grocery store on the way home, it’s a little more difficult to excuse eating out, or bar hopping. I mean, really, nothing says you’re single and ready to mingle like a good whiff of carcinogens.

If you’re like me and you don't blame the city you live in for your grooming habits, then it’s simple. From the time I hit the curb, I can be in the house, showered, dressed, and back out the door in 20 minutes.   The other option is packing a small bag with a change of clothes, shoes, cologne, and deodorant.  Most plant sites have shower facilities, but if you find that you don't have access to a shower, a quick hooker bath in any bathroom will do the trick and at least make you presentable for the general public. Remember, this isn't just about having respect for the people around you, it’s about having respect for yourself. I guarantee you, and everyone around you, will be a lot happier

{imageshow sl=6 sc=2 /}