Blue collar slob

So.. my AC went out over the weekend. At first it was nothing major because I like it hot, but last night when I was sweating in my skimpies, it got out of hand. I say all that to say that I'm very grateful to the AC repair man who came out today. He came out last time this happened too.. wearing the same T-shirt no less. It must be the red T that he wears when he's coming to see me. Of course, the stains all over it kind of look like he wears this shirt EVERY day.

He also has the infamous "plumber's crack" which I had the pleasure of checking out the first time he came through. I really barely saw him this time. But he's very, very large and slobby. Normally I wouldn't let someone who looked like that into my crib. But everytime I open the door and see this mound of a slob standing there, he barely has to convince me that he's the AC repair guy. It's like.. understood. Maybe he wears that dirty red shirt so that people will always recognize him?

I don't know. But I wonder if we should hold our repair men to higher standards of cleanliness. I mean, sure they do a great job either way, but damn. He's really f-king dirty! Now, I'm not being a total snob about this. My father is a blue collar man. He actually works in the maintanence dept for a factory as a welder and some days he gets pretty dirty.
But you know what? He comes home and washes thoroughly, then the next day, he puts on fresh clothes. Even back when he wore identical blue shirts that had his name on them, they were all clean. What's more.. he wears a belt to work EVERY day. He has work belts and dress up belts. So, I'm not being unreasonable or ignorant about the toll that hard labor can take on a person. I just wish for once I could open the door for a hot, clean-shaven AC repair guy wearing a clean t-shirt.. maybe with some pecs like 50 Cent.. you know, like they do in the flicks. He'd say.. I hear it's hot and steamy in here. LOL.. and well.. I'd curse him out for getting fresh with me.