I guess in retrospect, growing up in the south is a whole lot different than growing up anywhere else in the United States of America. I'm not saying I wish things were different, but if the South had won the war and become it's out country it would not have been all that weird. The south is like a different planet when you go live anywhere else in the country. Wearing deer hunting t-shirts, cooking squirrel stew, frog gigging, and riding four wheelers would make me a social pariah where I live now.
When you grow up in the south, you get used to seeing stuff like that. Nearly everyone I know wears deer hunting t-shirts at least once a week. I loved living in Tennessee, and I wish I never had to move out here to crazy land. When you get a great job offer and have a family that's counting on you, then sometimes you have to just pack up your life and take it out to California to teach those city boys how you properly work an oil field.
It took me a while to realize that it wasn't just because I'm a redneck that people looked at me funny, either. There are so many different kinds of people out here who are trying to make it into showbiz that you're bound to see rednecks, punk rockers, and Canadians all standing in the same line for a Jamba Juice. No, you can be from the country here...you just can't be an animal-killer who wears deer hunting t-shirts.
Everything is so fake out here. I haven't been hunting in over three years, just because it's not something you do out here. I can't wear my deer hunting t-shirts in public anymore since some chick in a PeTA shirt threw a can of paint on me. That girl's momma should have jerked her up by the short hairs for being so rude, but I think her momma was protesting right beside her.
I try to tell my folks and friends how it is out here, but I don't think they really understand. My mom still sends me deer hunting t-shirts every birthday and Christmas without fail. When my contract is up, we're moving back to the south where real people live. I'm losing the shirts and the accent, but the south will always be in my heart.
When you grow up in the south, you get used to seeing stuff like that. Nearly everyone I know wears deer hunting t-shirts at least once a week. I loved living in Tennessee, and I wish I never had to move out here to crazy land. When you get a great job offer and have a family that's counting on you, then sometimes you have to just pack up your life and take it out to California to teach those city boys how you properly work an oil field.
It took me a while to realize that it wasn't just because I'm a redneck that people looked at me funny, either. There are so many different kinds of people out here who are trying to make it into showbiz that you're bound to see rednecks, punk rockers, and Canadians all standing in the same line for a Jamba Juice. No, you can be from the country here...you just can't be an animal-killer who wears deer hunting t-shirts.
Everything is so fake out here. I haven't been hunting in over three years, just because it's not something you do out here. I can't wear my deer hunting t-shirts in public anymore since some chick in a PeTA shirt threw a can of paint on me. That girl's momma should have jerked her up by the short hairs for being so rude, but I think her momma was protesting right beside her.
I try to tell my folks and friends how it is out here, but I don't think they really understand. My mom still sends me deer hunting t-shirts every birthday and Christmas without fail. When my contract is up, we're moving back to the south where real people live. I'm losing the shirts and the accent, but the south will always be in my heart.
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