Midland is based off of a summer intern I used to work with who could NOT tie a tie to save his life. He could knot it, not to be confused, and nearly get himself choked.
Best part was, black ties were part of our uniform. After several, tireless attempts to teach this 17 yr old how to tie a tie, my saint of a supervisor/shift partner came in one day and slapped a clipon on his desk because he had enough of this kid, but couldn't write him up because he was just so Golden Retriever.
I think about this every time I write the himbo mess that is Midland.












