I went to college with a guy from Arkansas. A requirement for Juniors was to attend a 1/2 credit resume and interviewing class.
On Friday, mock interviews, the professor reminded that he was supposed to dress
like he would for an interview. Blank stare.
He pointed to the rest of us: jackets, slacks, ties. Rob shouted back "These ARE my good jeans!" This same guy won some hunting trip on a radio call-in show that conflicted with our graduation date. He skipped walking the stage to get his diploma in favor of Whitetail hunting.
There's more variety to American culture than many people think.