Blue Collar traditionally refers to manual labourers. But the words blue collar tend to mean much more than that. Salt-of-the-earth, hard working, knows the value of a hard-earned dollar.
Because of this, I had long been under the impression that blue collar pastimes consisted of cheap entertainment. Much was my surprise the first time I went to our local fair, the epitome of blue collar recreation, only to find it cost $12 just to get the privilege of buying tickets to ride the rides. I thought this was going to be just like the Notebook. Didn't Noah only make 10 cents an hour?! And yet I see what are obviously low income families, paying for three kids and two parents. That works out to: Entry: $12 x 5 = 60 Tickets: $20 x 5 = 100 Lunch: $15 x 5 = 75 Total = $235 TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FIVE DOLLARS! To go to a shitty fair where people get stabbed every year (k, that last part might just be my city...don't ask). Do you know all the awesome stuff you could do with $235? Stuff that doesn't include waiting in line in the hot sun to ride a hopefully safe ride that will probably make me nauseous for the rest of the afternoon? Can we bring back knowing the value of a hard-earned dollar? 'Cause I think we can all do better than paying 10 bucks for a hot dog that's been sitting in the sun all afternoon.
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