Disheveled Guy: A Middle-Aged Embodiment of Chuckblog

When I sat down on the bus for the shitty last leg of my hour+ commute home from work yesterday, I watched two men in suits board the vehicle. I was seated at the front half of the bus where seats line the perimeter, and one of the men sat beside me while the other sat directly across from him. Although both dressed in business formal attire, the two men had starkly different appearances. The man sitting next to me looked shabby. His top button was undone while his cheap tie hung down a solid inch from his collar. Complemented by his wrinkled gray suit, 5 o’clock shadow, and slightly messy hair, the man looked like a disheveled professional, in stark contrast to his immaculately dressed counterpart.