Ever wonder who those creepy old dudes hanging around in the periphery of your blurry spring-break memories were? The New York Post tracked them down and talked to them, although most had the good sense to withhold their last names. These men, between the ages of 28 and 34 — with jobs in sales and finance and law enforcement that do not include week-long, midterm breaks — say it’s not about the age of spring breakers that draws them back to Fort Lauderdale and Cancun year after year. It’s their attitude, Justin, 31, explains:
“It’s all about the spring break mentality. It’s easier to get laid.”
And a little bit about their bodies.
“If there were a bunch of 28-year-olds who went, it’d be great. But they all seem to sour up, lose their bodies and don’t know how to have fun anymore.”
These still-got-it thirtysomethings believe they “bring more to the table” than their female targets’ peers. Like a bed, says Joaquin, also 31.
“She probably has a bunk bed and a roommate and a desk and wooden chair. She was clearly impressed.”
Joaquin also notes he can afford more expensive drinks.
“My angle was, this is what it is. I’m 10 years older than you, but guess what, I like to drink and party, too. You want to go drink Bud Lights or you want to go drink Champagne?”
And here’s what spring breakers had to say about the presence of leering adult professionals on their break from school:
“It’s perverted. If you’re hitting on a junior in high school and you’re a 28-year-old, you need to reevaluate something.”
“I don’t really know how to respond to them, because I don’t have anything in common with them.”
