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Are you Indiana Jones? (Hint - the answer is probably NO)
Indiana Jones, the American film icon. Nerdy archaeology professor and swashbuckling adventurer tough-guy, all rolled into one, and played by Harrison Ford.
The question is: Are you Indiana Jones? If you are Harrison Ford, or some other buff guy, the answer is yes, you could be Indiana Jones. However, if you are a middle aged, doughy office worker taking the bus to the metro, the answer is NO, YOU ARE NOT INDIANA JONES.
Dear Readers - I have noticed a disturbing trend over the past few years. Indiana Jones signature hat, being worn by doughy, plump, nerdy, pimply, and other forms of non-Harrison Ford-esque men. Simply put, these guys look ridiculous. Sadly, they do not have a clue how silly they look. Do they believe at any moment they will be rescuing a shrieking damsel? ("INNNNNDDYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!") Or perhaps pummeling some nazi's trying to seize holy relics?
Perhaps these are the thoughts going through their minds.
In truth, they are overweight, middle-aged men, riding the bus to get to the metro to take them to their desk job at Bureaucrat, Inc. There are no damsel's to rescue, no nazi's to pummel, and no holy relics to recover and put into a government warehouse to be studied by who? "Top men."
Who?
"Top men."
Ditch the hat, office toad, it's pathetic.
The question is: Are you Indiana Jones? If you are Harrison Ford, or some other buff guy, the answer is yes, you could be Indiana Jones. However, if you are a middle aged, doughy office worker taking the bus to the metro, the answer is NO, YOU ARE NOT INDIANA JONES.
Dear Readers - I have noticed a disturbing trend over the past few years. Indiana Jones signature hat, being worn by doughy, plump, nerdy, pimply, and other forms of non-Harrison Ford-esque men. Simply put, these guys look ridiculous. Sadly, they do not have a clue how silly they look. Do they believe at any moment they will be rescuing a shrieking damsel? ("INNNNNDDYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!") Or perhaps pummeling some nazi's trying to seize holy relics?
Perhaps these are the thoughts going through their minds.
In truth, they are overweight, middle-aged men, riding the bus to get to the metro to take them to their desk job at Bureaucrat, Inc. There are no damsel's to rescue, no nazi's to pummel, and no holy relics to recover and put into a government warehouse to be studied by who? "Top men."
Who?
"Top men."
Ditch the hat, office toad, it's pathetic.
