This is a term that I have heard thrown around a lot recently, but I still don’t know what it means. The term refers to those who have jobs that are physically and mentally demanding, but they do it well, and they don’t mind the long hours.
That’s me. I’m a blue collar bastard. I do my job well, I like the long hours, and I love when I get to wear a suit. But for some reason, it’s hard for me to be proud of the fact that I get to wear a suit. It’s like I’m cheating on the blue collar bastard.
Why do you think there is such a stereotype surrounding the blue collar bastard? Because they do their job well, they enjoy the long hours, and because of this, they have a lot of pride in their work, so they feel like they deserve to be proud of it. This is why it is so hard for them to accept that they are a blue collar bastard. A lot of blue collar bastards have been through a lot and they feel like they deserve special recognition for it.
It is true that blue collar bastards have been through a lot. Their jobs often aren’t the best, their bosses are jerks, and their jobs may not be as cool as that of their colleagues. But like all jobs, there is a right and wrong way to do it. You cannot expect to be a blue collar bastard if you just walk into a job with a straight face and walk out of it with a smile on your face.
It’s okay to be a blue collar bastard in the right circumstances. When you’re doing a job that you really enjoy, and the boss is being a dick about it, and the job is getting to you because you’re a nice person, you should be able to handle yourself.
But if youve just been given a hard time with the boss, or are a blue collar bastard who just got a bit too much of a break, then you should probably give it a second thought.
It’s difficult for me to over-emphasize that I see a lot of blue collar bastards in the office. That is because I spend a lot of time with blue collar bastards. I see blue collar bastards all the time at work. I see one or two at home. I see people who are blue collar bastards all the time. The only problem is that I am constantly comparing them to each other. They are all blue. They are all blue collar.
I know what you’re thinking, blue collar bastards aren’t exactly the most popular class of people, but there is a simple reason. I’m not talking about you, the guy who drives a truck, shovels snow, or cleans out poop. I’m talking about people who work in fields with dirt and clay and who take care of their own homes.
I don’t know about you, but I am not a person who works in a field. I do make a living out of my home, in my garage. When I get off work, I will clean all the dirt off my front porch, inside and out. There are days that I do it more than other days though. I am a self-proclaimed dirt and mud man! I love dirt and I hate mud. I hate mud. Dirt is my shit.