Have you actually met a man at a bar named Bubba? I'm pretty sure I have. In fact, more than once have my friends and I
commented that ,"there sure are a lot of Bubbas here tonight." Or, "Bubba always finds me !" Or, "I looked on that dating website and they are all Bubbas! " I am not a critical person by nature, and just because someone's name is Bubba doesn't mean I would run from a conversation, or a free drink. I just think that I have met a few Bubbas in my lifetime. These guys, regardless of their actual names, can be what certain Southern girls recognize as the person we would never bring home to meet the family. Don't get me wrong, these guys are great, If you like to fish, to hunt and roll around in the mud after your four wheeler crashes in the pond, that is. These guys are great also if you like your men to wear t-shirts with the sleeves cut out and their bellies and rib cages exposed more than is necessary in a public setting. But ladies, don't we Southern girls like to think that we can do better than the man with the biggest belly, the biggest wad of tobacco in their lip and worst grammar skills at the bar? It's not that I or any of us girls from the South have great grammar skills. We all slide back at times and use double negatives, and ,"have just went" instead of "just gone". But we think we want someone who compliments our Southern charm instead of someone who represents the parts of the South that many people make fun of. However, what I find most interesting about the Bubba phenomenon, though they are the very man I run from, is that I will often see a woman, having the time of her life, dancing and laughing with the very man I just described. His rib cage and belly overly exposed by his cut out sleeves on his t-shirt that reads,"I don't care who you are, that right there was funny". And I will find myself thinking, "Maybe the next time I see Bubba at the bar, I should approach him and get to know him better."
commented that ,"there sure are a lot of Bubbas here tonight." Or, "Bubba always finds me !" Or, "I looked on that dating website and they are all Bubbas! " I am not a critical person by nature, and just because someone's name is Bubba doesn't mean I would run from a conversation, or a free drink. I just think that I have met a few Bubbas in my lifetime. These guys, regardless of their actual names, can be what certain Southern girls recognize as the person we would never bring home to meet the family. Don't get me wrong, these guys are great, If you like to fish, to hunt and roll around in the mud after your four wheeler crashes in the pond, that is. These guys are great also if you like your men to wear t-shirts with the sleeves cut out and their bellies and rib cages exposed more than is necessary in a public setting. But ladies, don't we Southern girls like to think that we can do better than the man with the biggest belly, the biggest wad of tobacco in their lip and worst grammar skills at the bar? It's not that I or any of us girls from the South have great grammar skills. We all slide back at times and use double negatives, and ,"have just went" instead of "just gone". But we think we want someone who compliments our Southern charm instead of someone who represents the parts of the South that many people make fun of. However, what I find most interesting about the Bubba phenomenon, though they are the very man I run from, is that I will often see a woman, having the time of her life, dancing and laughing with the very man I just described. His rib cage and belly overly exposed by his cut out sleeves on his t-shirt that reads,"I don't care who you are, that right there was funny". And I will find myself thinking, "Maybe the next time I see Bubba at the bar, I should approach him and get to know him better."