Older men who are fat, orange, balding but act like douchebags, polo shirts, and tend to be driving ridiculous expensive cars and treat other people like shit. I like to imagine they're hitting their midlife crisis and they realize that no one loves them (bitchy wife, ingrate kids), their job sucks, and the only way people will ever pay attention to them is with money. There's a certain bitterness about them that makes me imagine a man who's disappointed in life, peaked too early, if ever. Their female equivalent, the orange, ruddy middle class housewife with frosty highlights driving kids to soccer practice in a Range Rover with a big designer purse is no different. She needs her power trip because she's insecure about her identity as a housewife and not having done anything "legitimate" with her college degree. She goes barking mad when someone disrespects her because that's her fragile ego at stake. She screams at her ingrate children, teachers, store clerks, baristas. She'll be on the board of the HOA, PTSA, and perhaps contemplate running for county council. Once on a blue moon she was a realtor but she doesn't talk about it because she couldn't sell anything.