Those are lies you tell yourself to make you feel better than others. A book is not judged by it's cover.
Applause for 2 million. It'll take me another five to ten years or more. To reach one million. I ran some line haul. But now. All I do is drive around the block here in the city.
i don't need to make myself feel better than others. i was a business operator. i knew how to treat female customers coming in for repairs and advice, long before it was required. other shops would "look down" on females and degrade them by saying something like,
"go get your husband or boy friend or father, we'll explain it to him.."
if ever any of my staff said such a thing, he was out the door.
i respected all the customers and as such i required my shop to be clean, neat, and my employees to be clean, neat, well groomed at all times.
in fact, the average repair shop back then, may have had something like 10 sets of work clothing for the staff to change into EACH day. sooner or later, you run out of work clothing, right.??
so i had the uniform service drop off 20 sets per worker, so there was no excuse to come to work each day in greasy/oily work clothing.
as for thier outward appearance, yes, i demanded clean shaved, or neatly trimmed beards/mustaches at all times. hair had to be short, no exceptions.
my workers did what i required, as it made for a great first impression to the customers, and even the occasional traveler needing emergency repairs.
as i said, back then, my state allowed an employer to set standards for appearance, which by now that may have changed, since i am speaking of the late 1960's up to the mid 1970's.
as for the 2 million miles, it can be difficult to achieve, i wish that i could have hit 3 million, but the career ending injury finished that goal for me.
in the end, my way worked for me, my shop, my workers.
you obviously are way younger than me, a whole new generation, where if even today, i was still running that shop?
i'd not hire anyone that did not meet my requirements, either in experience, or looks.
it is what it is.
to continue debating me or trying to brow beat me, will get you no where.