I have, once. Because I apparently turned my nose up at a holiday in Portugal. My not wanting to go out and get arseholed every single night was nothing to do with my introversion and having a 2 year old, just that I thought I was 'too good' to be in Portugal.
A few times. Usually down to one of these two reasons.
1) confusion over the difference between taste and belief.
I don't like Adam Sandler films, but it doesn't mean I believe you're an idiot for loving his films, so no need to get self-defensive and call me a snob.
2) the fact I went to boarding schools.
I was a boarder for practical reasons, so you shouldn't make erroneous assumptions about me and my family. You shouldn't call me names, either.
Yes frequently...for passing my 11 plus exam (!), working rather than staying at home all day, opting to buy home rather than go down the council house route etc etc etc.
I wasn't called an actual snob, but I know that they were all dancing around it.
My wife's brother, his wife, their adult children, and their children all wanted to spend a weekend near Whitstable, and had rented a couple of 3 berth static caravans at a Holiday Park.
They urged us to come too, extolling the club house there, with bingo, reasonably cheap booze and end of the pier entertainment..
There was no way in a million years that I was going to suffer that, but I knew my wife really wanted to spend time with her brother and his family
So we checked into a decent hotel but went to the Holiday Park for a couple of drinks every night with the family, but got a taxi back around 11.00 p.m. to the hotel.
One night my wife stayed in one of the caravans with her niece and her niece's husband as she was enjoying it so much, but that kind of holiday has never been my style, so I went to the hotel alone that night.
A few times. Usually down to one of these two reasons.
1) confusion over the difference between taste and belief.
I don't like Adam Sandler films, but it doesn't mean I believe you're an idiot for loving his films, so no need to get self-defensive and call me a snob.
2) the fact I went to boarding schools.
I was a boarder for practical reasons, so you shouldn't make erroneous assumptions about me and my family. You shouldn't call me names, either.
My older brother went to boarding school for practical reasons too, he knows your pain
I wasn't called an actual snob, but I know that they were all dancing around it.
My wife's brother, his wife, their adult children, and their children all wanted to spend a weekend near Whitstable, and had rented a couple of 3 berth static caravans at a Holiday Park.
They urged us to come too, extolling the club house there, with bingo, reasonably cheap booze and end of the pier entertainment..
There was no way in a million years that I was going to suffer that, but I knew my wife really wanted to spend time with her brother and his family
So we checked into a decent hotel but went to the Holiday Park for a couple of drinks every night with the family, but got a taxi back around 11.00 p.m. to the hotel.
One night my wife stayed in one of the caravans with her niece and her niece's husband as she was enjoying it so much, but that kind of holiday has never been my style, so I went to the hotel alone that night.
I was brought up in a council house but my mum and dad always scrimped to make sure I was dressed well and got the best that they could manage. They also made sure I spoke "properly" and had good manners so, add that to my natural shyness and a lot of people over the years have called me stuck up and a snob. I'm actually not as people discover once they take the time to get to know me.
I was brought up in a council house but my mum and dad always scrimped to make sure I was dressed well and got the best that they could manage. They also made sure I spoke "properly" and had good manners so, add that to my natural shyness and a lot of people over the years have called me stuck up and a snob. I'm actually not as people discover once they take the time to get to know me.
Similar upbringing. I wasn't allowed to play on the street either based on the fact we had really big gardens and an area of parkland at the end of the road. Going to grammar school didn't help either. I think the shyness is the one that people most often mistake for being reserved and/or superior though.
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Tsk such a snob.
1) confusion over the difference between taste and belief.
I don't like Adam Sandler films, but it doesn't mean I believe you're an idiot for loving his films, so no need to get self-defensive and call me a snob.
2) the fact I went to boarding schools.
I was a boarder for practical reasons, so you shouldn't make erroneous assumptions about me and my family. You shouldn't call me names, either.
"The XYZ residence the Lady of the house speaking"
My wife's brother, his wife, their adult children, and their children all wanted to spend a weekend near Whitstable, and had rented a couple of 3 berth static caravans at a Holiday Park.
They urged us to come too, extolling the club house there, with bingo, reasonably cheap booze and end of the pier entertainment..
There was no way in a million years that I was going to suffer that, but I knew my wife really wanted to spend time with her brother and his family
So we checked into a decent hotel but went to the Holiday Park for a couple of drinks every night with the family, but got a taxi back around 11.00 p.m. to the hotel.
One night my wife stayed in one of the caravans with her niece and her niece's husband as she was enjoying it so much, but that kind of holiday has never been my style, so I went to the hotel alone that night.
Yeah, that seems pretty snobby,
Besides, I've never been called a snob, but that's because I never invite the opinions of the lower classes.
Mostly agree with you on that point.
Same here.
I would be horrified if people thought I was snobby.
A high class Mallard
Similar upbringing. I wasn't allowed to play on the street either based on the fact we had really big gardens and an area of parkland at the end of the road. Going to grammar school didn't help either. I think the shyness is the one that people most often mistake for being reserved and/or superior though.