The word 'Metrosexual' has popped up on my radar a couple of times lately. I think the first time I noticed it was when Gawker linked to an entry by Dong Resin, where he complains that it's not a sexuality at all. Which is a fair complaint. And then yesterday the term was picked up by ESPN's Page 2, where there are two articles on this new phenomenon.

The first, Nothing Sexy About Metrosexuals, is written by a woman who's had it with pretty-boys like Derek Beckham and Jason Sehorn. She likes men, who are a bit rough around the edges and a bit clueless, when it comes to clothes and personal hygiene products:

"Call me crazy but I don't ever want to hear my boyfriend utter the word "jasmine," unless he's apologizing for something he did with a stripper."

And in the second article, Are Mike and Mike Metrosexuals?, they quiz to ESPN radio DJs on their opinions about clothes, colours, and drinks. Here's an example:

ESPN: Can guys wear salmon pink colored shirts?
Mike Golic: No. The only salmon pink should be on your plate because you're eatin' it.

ESPN: Is it ok for a guy to wear a salmon pink shirt?
Mike Greenberg: I'd have to see the pants.

No prizes for guessing which one gets called a woman during the article.
Oh, and just for the record - I may look like a bum now, but as soon as I land a well-paying job I'll turn metrosexual on you so fast your heads will be spinning.

Someone should get Alanis one of those "Hello... Springfield!" guitars

Today was my last day at work. I quit about a month ago and promised to stay on for the remainder of the month, and now I'm finished there. I worked there for about 18 months and for a student job it was okay. But lately I've been really fed up with having to do other people's dirty work, so I must say it was nice to leave it all behind today. The people at work were really nice, so I went around and said goodbye to everyone, which was a good way to end it. Hopefully, that was my last performance as an unskilled labourer and from now on it's fascinating jobs and tons of money all the way.

Posted by John Fogde at September 24, 2003 06:33 PM | TrackBack