Awesome quote! |
I am a successful scientist with a PhD and most of my friends have blue collar jobs. You know what? Many of them are very smart but more importantly, have great personalities. Not to mention they physically bust their ass, and can build, create, or fix anything. I can barely use a screwdriver. So tell me what difference does it make what color the collar is? |
| There's 7 types of intelligence - I used to think only my intellectual intelligence was of value. If they're intelligent in at least one area that's usually enough. My DH is in construction and we have 300K personal income each year. So money wise it's great. Do I wish he dressed more business casual? Sure I find that hot. But things have worked fine once I grew up and learned to value him as is. |
The irony is that many of these "blue collar" jobs pay more than a degree in women's studies, or gender appreciation or whatever. My inlaws are old money and my MIL tells me all of the time how many of their friends are financially supporting their children and granchildren (paying their mortgages, private school). I grew up middle class but my parents worked incredibly hard to give my brother and I experiences that would benefit us later in life. I also worked my tush off in high school and college with internships so I was able to secure a very good job in NYC when I graduated. From that point on, I started dating and meeting very wealthy and cultured guys. Interestingly enough, when I met DH he was living with his parents after having graduated from Yale 8 months prior. He had no job and no prospects. Within two months of us meeting, he had a job and an apartment. DH was coddled as a child, everything he did was right, and my ILs were so worried about his psyche, they were afraid to employ any sort of tough love. My MIL now recognizes that DH could have turned out exactly the way so many of her friends kids did- brilliant, unmotivated and dependent. |
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Been a blue collar worker all my life and damn proud of it. It makes me laugh at some of the snotty comments. If being considered mid to upper middle class a bad thing then so be it.
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He kind of sounds like my Bangladeshi husband. The club thing doesn't make sense though. Where is he from? |
Oh please. This is so ridiculous. Old money does not have the monopoly on manners or morals, quite the opposite. And if you look back beyond American "old Money" which is a laughingstock, to British aristocracy, even less so. The Hiltons are not old money by ANY means. They are very new, and very crude, the whole lot of them. |
What about upper-middle class folks who have blue collar work ethics? I'm from generational wealth, and we all titter at wealthy families that have to support their kids and grand kids. That's no way to create and retain wealth! Instead of just living off the principal, which will eventually run out given the exponential growth of multi-generational families, we were raised knowing we had to work and contribute to "The Company" (our family). It was unacceptable to freeload, so we all got our vocational training at law school and b-school and clock in every day at the partnership or brokerage. |
| No such thing as social class |
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"social class" ??? This isn't Britain prior to 1925.
America is classless, no pun intended. There is no nobility and you are what you make yourself. |
Are you married, OP? How old are you? Everyone settles, OP. Everyone. |
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I did marry outside of my social class and my ILs hate me, completely totally hate me because of it. They don't even know me, have never had any conversations with me, are not interested in me, but they hate, hate, hate me because of my background, education, upbringing, my house, my taste in pretty much everything.
I wonder if they'd hate me if I were the same social class as they, but it's too late now. I've been married to their son for 18 years, so that's a lot of hating on their part. |
Liberal "tolerance" strikes again! Seems to me those people you look down upon do a hell of a lot more for this country than you ever will. |
I'm in a similar situation. They definitely - okay, I'm pretty sure - don't hate me, but I detect resentment and jealousy. Where they've struggled their whole lives (they live with MIL's mother now) my DH and I have been comfortable since we got married. Not rich, by any means, but able to buy a home, travel, put our kids in nice programs, go to "fancy" restaurants, etc. They have never had those things. Their jealousy is understandable, but uncomfortable - I'm always self-editing for fear of coming across as a "snob" (to them). |
So my boyfriend who licked each finger individually after a meal is the same class as the upper class? |