I've just come to the conclusion that most people on MN are actually not very pleasant.
I wouldn't say most but certainly a significant minority.
My maternal grandparents was very wealthy and upper middle class, however, in the war they had to give up their life of privilege and muck in with everyone else. My grannie in particular made lifelong friends of people she would never have met had it not been for WW11.
I've had illness and disability all my life and have had some of the sweetest more beautiful carers this world has to offer who have all been working class.
Ok, I've never had to worry about food on the table or paying the gas bill but I know I'm blessed, very blessed.
What annoys me the most is the so called social justice warriors who if confronted by anyone from the working class would turn on their Jimmy Choo'd heel and run like hell into their gated community home. They laugh at the plebs and stick their stuck up noses in the air yet half of them of in hock up to their eyeballs and all you see is pretence and show.
I couldn't give a monkey's what people call their children, where they live, how they decorate their home, what they drive. It's not my business but to see them sneer makes my 'don't suffer fools gladly' attitude come to the fore.
Go and live our lives as best we can, you never know what tomorrow will bring. My husband died young and I would rather have been a pauper and had him longer than as I am and lost him when I did. I'm not middle class just not that bothered about what others have/live and won't stamp on people who are struggling or who like/have to purchase 'tat' to make a home.
*Tat, what a condescending word.