Men With Jobs

In case you haven’t noticed lately, cable television is filled with shows about MEN WITH JOBS.


Here’s a short list of television’s finest:

  • Alaska: The Last Frontier
  • Alaska Mega Machines
  • American Pickers
  • Bar Rescue
  • Barn Yard Builders
  • Bering Sea Gold
  • Cesar Milan: The Dog Whisperer
  • Cops
  • Deadliest Catch
  • Diesel Brothers
  • Dirty Jobs
  • Dog the Bounty Hunter
  • Expedition Unknown
  • Fast N Loud
  • Finding Bigfoot
  • Ghost Hunters
  • Gold Rush
  • Hillbilly Hand-Fishing
  • Holmes Makes it Right
  • Homicide Hunter
  • I Am Homicide
  • Ice Cold Gold
  • Ice Lake Rebels
  • Ice Road Truckers
  • Life Below Zero
  • Mountain Men
  • Pawn Stars
  • Property Brothers
  • Storage Wars
  • The Incredible Dr. Pol
  • Yukon Gold
  • Yukon River Run

This list is not all-inclusive. It’s just a smattering of shows scheduled on our DVR.

So who is watching all these shows and driving the ratings into a next season?

Men, of course.

Men like my husband who is definitely a dudely dude. A truck driver (formerly a Teamster until he bought his own trucking company.) And he eats this crap up.

And I do say crap because, at times, it seems like a whole lot o7b56ae6094e74e33b6ab56f2053fbb8bf jackassery to me.

In many cases, it’s thirty or sixty minutes of a bunch of guys standing around jawing about another guy doing all the work.

Sort of like what you see once you get through a traffic jam only to find five miles of backed up traffic is because of one guy digging a hole on the side of the road and six guys standing around him and shooting the shit.



So why are these programs so popular? What is the appeal?

Think about all the people out there whose lives are mundane. They go to the same boring-ass job every day and come home to the same bills piling up…the same complaints from the spouse…the same…the same…the same…

A lot of women blow off steam by calling a friend to vent, or getting their nails done, or trawling social media, or shopping–online with wine or out the door to the big box store.

Or, more likely, women just suck it up and make dinner, supervise homework, and see to everyone else’s needs before collapsing into bed and doing it all over the next day.

Men, on the other hand, might take the garbage out, help load the dishwasher, but then it’s show time.

Plunked down in the recliner with a beer (or six) these shows offer escapism, and, moreover, the chance to learn from other men and feel part of a very special club: The Y Chromosome Club.


You know, not everybody gets to have a Y Chromosome.

And some people who get one, want to give it back. Say, a highly decorated Olympian who once appeared on (pound your chest) the Wheaties box.

So the guys who want to be in and stay in the Y Chromosome Club, enjoy seeing other men being men.

Maybe it helps them forget there are bras hanging to dry in the bathroom. Big, white, ugly grandma bras–not the kind glimpsed as the channels click past the annual Victoria’s Secret televised “fashion” show.

Maybe it reminds them of the dreams they had for their lives when they were little boys. Before sex came along and ruined everything.


Or maybe it instills in them a sense of pride–that with a little know-how and a measure of testosterone, anything is possible.


If Mike Rowe, of Dirty Jobs, has accomplished anything (besides making millions of women wish he’d do their dirty jobs) he has brought dignity to blue-collar workers and proven that our society only works because of their work.


We all push kids to go to college, but the trades need future workers, too. We’re facing a shortage in those areas, while many liberal arts majors are coming out of college with degrees, but are virtually unemployable.


It’s time we raise our view of the ice-road swampers and the hillbilly hand-washers–well, maybe not them, but certainly we should raise our view and appreciation for those jobs that require a man (or willing woman) to help build or sustain our way of life.


So while I could do with a few less episodes of American Pickers at my house–as well as Ghost Hunters (although that has helped my insomnia) I say bravo to all those men with jobs–and here’s to inspiring the next generation to get their hands dirty. Check out Mike Rowe’s S.W.E.A.T. Pledge (text below the picture.)

S.W.E.A.T. Pledge = Skills & Work Ethic Aren’t Taboo



Susan J. Anderson

Foxy Writer Chick foxy







(Skill & Work Ethic Aren’t Taboo)


1. I believe that I have won the greatest lottery of all time. I am alive. I walk the Earth. I live in America. Above all things, I am grateful.


2. I believe that I am entitled to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Nothing more. I also understand that “happiness” and the “pursuit of happiness” are not the same thing.


3. I believe there is no such thing as a “bad job.” I believe that all jobs are opportunities, and it’s up to me to make the best of them.


4. I do not “follow my passion.” I bring it with me. I believe that any job can be done with passion and enthusiasm.


5. I deplore debt, and do all I can to avoid it. I would rather live in a tent and eat beans than borrow money to pay for a lifestyle I can’t afford.


6. I believe that my safety is my responsibility. I understand that being in “compliance” does not necessarily mean I’m out of danger.


7. I believe the best way to distinguish myself at work is to show up early, stay late, and cheerfully volunteer for every crappy task there is.


8. I believe the most annoying sounds in the world are whining and complaining. I will never make them. If I am unhappy in my work, I will either find a new job, or find a way to be happy.


9. I believe that my education is my responsibility, and absolutely critical to my success. I am resolved to learn as much as I can from whatever source is available to me. I will never stop learning, and understand that library cards are free.


10. I believe that I am a product of my choices – not my circumstances. I will never blame anyone for my shortcomings or the challenges I face. And I will never accept the credit for something I didn’t do.


11. I understand the world is not fair, and I’m OK with that. I do not resent the success of others.


12. I believe that all people are created equal. I also believe that all people make choices. Some choose to be lazy. Some choose to sleep in. I choose to work my butt off.


On my honor, I hereby affirm the above statements to be an accurate summation of my personal worldview. I promise to live by them.


Signed_______________________________________ Dated____________________


10 thoughts on “Men With Jobs

  1. I enjoyed your post, but I still would like to see women featured in those programs. If we are going to promote the trades, let’s open them up to the ladies too.


  2. Hilarious post! I love it. My son has taken time off from college and he ended up working in concrete. And guess what? He loves it. And it comes with a giant white truck to ride around in from the company. It’s quadrupled his confidence level and faith in his own masculinity. I can relate, because I once bought a power drill and USED IT!

    Thanks for keeping me laughing. ❤️

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    1. Thank you so much for your kind words, findingasobermiracle! My oldest son has gone the same route and it has been likewise positive for him! He started digging holes for a basement waterproofing company and is now starting his third year as a Heating & Air Conditioning apprentice. He’s like a different young man than his former self. Confident and manly–but still a gentleman with the soul of an old hippie.

      LOL about the power drill! It does make one feel accomplished! “Back off here, folks. I’m working with power tools…” 🙂

      Thanks for reading and taking the time to comment!

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      1. You’re a very talented writer. I look forward to reading your memoir.

        My son also has the soul of a hippie, but more like a young one at Woodstock. And maybe dabbling in some of the stuff available at Woodstock. I’m sure he’ll outgrow it. 🙂

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      2. Oh yes, we’ve been through that stage, too. Ugh. Thank God they get wiser as they get older. He will outgrow it. You may have a few more gray hairs by that time as I did, but they all come around after some youthful folly. Thanks for the great compliment! 🙂

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  3. You have a show called ‘Hillbilly Hand Fishing’?!? That’s hilarious! TBH I haven’t heard of most of these shows down here in New Zealand (they don’t air here).
    I respect your perspective, gosh it’s so fascinating.
    Things are a bit different here in NZ, women are actively part of industries and trades. For example, one of my friends is a mechanic. I have another who’s a top manager running electricity grids across the country. Others are senior executives in government. Sure the sexisim thing exists here but it’s very much the exception not the rule nowadays.
    Your post is definitely interesting, thank you for showing me a different perspective that I wouldn’t have seen otherwise. Thank you Susan xoxo


  4. Having been the route and to some extent, still go there. I always looked at any work that was my responsibility was only going to get done by me and therefore not worrying about. Just do it and move on to whatever is next. A couple of notes though; men don’t have to load dishwashers, because she is still in the kitchen cleaning up after dessert. Aren’t all appliances dressed in bridal white for a reason [ satire, remember just satire]. As for Mike Rowe, with a $10 million/year income and a crew of behind the scenes helpmates, I would do most anything shy of felching [gerbils or anything else]. Once again, a great read. Thanks. CAB


    1. HA! Those jokes must be older than dirt, but I’ve never heard them–I only know they are old because white appliances are so last century. I do know you have a great work ethic–you are a true Midwestern-bred American. And yes, Mike Rowe makes it look easy, but he’s got staff. (Stay the hell away from the gerbils–God knows where they’ve been…another joke, older than dirt and Madonna…or is that last phrase redundant?)


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