Well you would be wrong. I came from the working classes, served a hitch in the Marine Corps and spent a few years slinging baggage at airports, bussing tables and washing dishes. It wasn't until I was in my 30s that I learned how to properly wear a suit and know which fork to use for the salad.
I'm tired of the whole lunchpail working class hero routine. There is no reason for somebody to be banging asphalt shingles on a roof for 40 years. It's honorable work when you are a young stud and just looking to have a few cold beers at the pub at the end of the day. But if you are 60 years old and still banging shingles or slinging hash - you went wrong somewhere.
I had no intention of supporting the “noble workman” in my post. I was simply pointing out that you in your elevated status (which, by the way, you never seem to miss an opportunity to remind us of) simply swept away the idea that not everyone a) has a desk job and b) is enamored with their work.
Many people work at what they can do and look forward to the day when they can cease and get some rest.
You’ll understand why I’m not impressed by your doing manual labor in your 30s. Hell, that’s neither here nor there. It’s the manual labor when someone is in their 50s and 60s that’s at issue. People do what their educational background, training, intelligence and other factors allow for, and if they are restricted thereby by this personal background to doing manual work, then that’s what they do. And I have no problem with that. In fact, it’s commendable. It has nothing to do with what you describe as the “lunchpail working class hero,” just commendable that they’re willing to work at what they can do.
Your lack of empathy is showing, along with your arrogance.