Chef Boyardee is the bachelor of bachelors. I am not saying this because he is quite the catch. In fact it is quite the opposite. This is the kind of bachelor that will remain a bachelor because he is content with how he is. It would almost be a challenge for a woman to “tame” him, if you will.
Let’s paint a picture of who Chef Boyardee is. He is a gruff man. His hair is slightly on the shaggy side, his beard is short but not groomed all that often. He wears bright blue Wrangler jeans with motorcycle boots and a matching motorcycle jacket. The jacket is a nice heavy black leather jacket that you know weighs 20 pounds. It has crisscrossed stitching up the sides and looks pretty bad a*s. It’s a great jacket really. It just seems out of place in the middle of winter while waiting for a train.
He enjoys his one last cigarette before heading to the city in the parking lot before hiking up the stairs to the platform of the train (can’t smoke on the platform). Every day with out fail, he is holding a can of Chef Boyardee! He doesn’t put it in a bag or try to conceal it; he just holds it in his hand with his kindle. He cracks me up every time I see him with his can of Chef Boyardee, his cigarette and his biker jacket. Now that’s a man that just doesn’t give a crap what anyone thinks of him.