They are really called Waders. I worked at Life Link Corp. once where they made those boots. I was a silkscreener and would place the company logo on the back of the Croakies. While I worked there, I was trying to quit porno, but wouldn't you know it, the Life Link shop had pornography on the walls. I finally got fired, because I could not take it anymore and took down one of the pornographic pictures, cut it up quickly with an X-acto knife, and strolled out front and slipped it down the front of the dumpster.
My closest co-worker, a guy called Wes, must have seen me do something, because when I came back in from disposing of the porn image, Wes was in front of me, along with quite a few of the other workers in the shop. One of them even had a hammer in his hand and was pounding it on his palm. I ignored ALL of it. The greatest of supervisors just then, came walking by. Coincidence? Not on your life. I decided then, all this was not worth it... I calmly walked out of the building and cruzzed my '67 122S Volvo home to the safety of the heater in my basement apartment. That was a job I had taken after delivering pizza for Domino's, and I knew how cold the members could get. Because one time working at Domino's, they asked me to place flyers on people's doors. Hell yeah! I wasn't so stoked when I finished and my hands were almost frost bitten. That is why home is the best. I stepped into my bathroom and ran hot water on my frozen hands. I didn't know if it would aleve the pain, but it worked like a charm. I had regained use of my hands. Hallelujah!
When I was first in the Air Force, my lifelong friend and I, after both of us went to bootcamp about the same time, went to the NCO lounge at Onizuka AFB, and he got blitzed. Later, he told me it was the first time he got nearly that drunk.