He lives vicariously through other people.
His shirts and suits usually wrinkle.
He is right-handed.
On every continent in the world, there are people with his same first name. His hands feel quite rough.
Cuba imports nothing from him. Mosquitos bite him purely out of disdain. In museums, he is not allowed to touch the art.
His business card simply gives his contact information.
He has never won any awards.
He bowls underhand, but with both hands, like a granny.
He is fluent in one language, but often stutters.
He tips a disappointing 10%.
He uses Google.
His passport has a very unflattering photo, which he had taken at Walmart.
When he drives his new car off the lot, it's usually a rental