Here I am in Atlantic City again, with an unexpectedly extended length of stay. I was scheduled to go home this Saturday, but unfortunately my project had different plans. It’s ok though, it’s my job and I love it, even if it means staying in Atlantic City longer.
Atlantic City is a magical place; the sea, the boardwalk, the crazy people yelling at pigeons for there role in the Holocaust. One thing I noticed here is the men, well I usually notice the men but this time for a different reasons. The men here seem to be the same guy. All in there late 40’s, sport coat, button down shirt with the top 3 buttons undone exposing 25 years of chest hear growth, gently swaying in the breeze. While several gold chains nestled gently in that salt and pepper mane.
Manscaping is a term that this particular group has never heard of; maybe that is why the younger generation takes it to the other extreme. Waxing off all there chest hair and sculpting there eyebrows until they look like a drag queen that has stopped caring. Two things both groups have in common is the lack of understanding how cologne works, it’s meant to be a stubble way to draw attention, not a way to cover up the fact you haven’t bathed since you started your gambling marathon 28 hours ago. 
Seriously if I can still smell your cologne after you get off the elevator, its too much. The other is they all feel they are the sexist, smartest, highest roller in the joint, and they aren’t afraid to announce it, over and over again. I could only imagine what a night at club must be like here.
Atlantic City is a magical place; the sea, the boardwalk, the crazy people yelling at pigeons for there role in the Holocaust. One thing I noticed here is the men, well I usually notice the men but this time for a different reasons. The men here seem to be the same guy. All in there late 40’s, sport coat, button down shirt with the top 3 buttons undone exposing 25 years of chest hear growth, gently swaying in the breeze. While several gold chains nestled gently in that salt and pepper mane.
Manscaping is a term that this particular group has never heard of; maybe that is why the younger generation takes it to the other extreme. Waxing off all there chest hair and sculpting there eyebrows until they look like a drag queen that has stopped caring. Two things both groups have in common is the lack of understanding how cologne works, it’s meant to be a stubble way to draw attention, not a way to cover up the fact you haven’t bathed since you started your gambling marathon 28 hours ago. Seriously if I can still smell your cologne after you get off the elevator, its too much. The other is they all feel they are the sexist, smartest, highest roller in the joint, and they aren’t afraid to announce it, over and over again. I could only imagine what a night at club must be like here. 
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