What's the most snobbish thing you've heard out loud?

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Online doesn't count. It has to be something said in person.

Here's mine, from two separate people:

"The house was perfect, but if I'm paying that much for it, I don't want to have to drive through a council estate to get there".

"We looked round (school) and it was our favourite, but there's so many council houses round that area so he would just have too many council estate kids in his class with him"

They're hardly in the worst areas in the south, they can't afford to be!

My totally normal friend married a wealthy man and changed completely. She started to speak differently, wore Country Casuals (remember them) all the time and started to make friends with the other mums at her daughter's posh school. One day I heard her on the phone telling her new friend she'd love to come to her "splosh and nosh" party for her daughters birthday. She explained to me that is was a pool party with food at her friends house. Why not just call it a birthday party?

Y'all should watch Palm Royale (even just for the magnificence of 91 year old Carol Burnett).

As the church Treasurer who has to count it all up I can support this or at least nothing under a 50p piece!
I can always tell when there's been a Christening or a family service, lots of smelly copper coins. I can recall hating the smell of copper coins in my sweaty palm even when I was a child.

An old boss of mine said she hated it when the checkout staff in the supermarket tried to start a conversation as they couldn't possibly have anything in common to talk about.

This is a bit silly. I mean, wealth is also ‘totally normal’, and ‘splosh and nosh’ sounds cringingly LMC aspirational if anything.

Often.

A long time ago my then husband and I went to visit my mum.

We were in a quiet cafe, the three of us sitting around a small table chatting.

There used to be a programme called Come Dancing on the Tv which was about Showroom Ballroom dancing. Men in tuxedos and women in frothy dresses covered in sparkles.

My mum was telling my husband how I had loved to watch it for the ‘pretty dancing ladies’ when I was a child.

He replied that he had never seen it, but his parents had said it was the sort of thing the “milkman and his wife would watch”.

Another time my husband had reconnected with a couple of school friends. They were all in our kitchen and my husband said “we should all get together and invite the wives along”.

One of the men whose wife was a high earning banker (he wasn’t and didn’t do much himself) replied “no, my wife doesn’t ‘do’ housewives”. I was standing right right next to him!

What was the result?

I think I must be a snob.

I moved into my present house which is small but has a large garden.

Yes there's room for a pony 🐎

I really, really wanted to but sadly I knew that he would just have taken it home and complained about how busy he was etc until his wife (my ill friend) dragged herself out of her sick bed to do it.

This same man discovered that his wife had been shopping at Aldi and told her that he would 'allow' her to continue doing so but she must use Waitrose bags for life to get her shopping in from the car so that the neighbours wouldn't know. On another occasion I was looking after his their DC at my house whilst his wife got some rest. The agreement was that he would collect them on his way home from work. When he arrived he phoned to ask me to bring the DC and all their stuff (buggies, changing bags etc) out to him as it was too big a risk to leave his car unattended on my street whilst he came to the door. I didn't live in as posh an area as them but it was hardly the ghetto and his car was not even that nice. I really have no idea why my lovely, down to earth, friend is married to him

My dear husband. 😂
We are very fortunate.
I bought a cool winter coat.
"Please return the Council Estate jacket".
It was one of those khaki coats with a fluffy faux fur collar, not cheap.
🥴

see that's not snobby - that's like saying I can't wait to get back to my own bed.

I remember being lectured about how she couldn't possibly live in the North, away from the culture etc of London. When asked what she'd been to recently she whined about how expensive it all was and she couldn't afford it. This was to people who regularly hopped on the train to London, had a couple of night, saw whatever was on then went back to the cobbles and their tin bath!

I hate to say it, but he has a point.

That's interesting, 😊 it was a long time ago!

I think the point was kids with posh accents imitating cockney or working class accents..

That's hilarious lol

Reminds me of The Good Life when Christmas was ruined when Harrods or Fortnum and Mason didn't deliver their lunch!

I don’t really get it even if it’s clearly a thing but it would be weird if everyone was excited about exactly the same things. I’m always really pleased to find something second hand or reduced. I will happily pay more for something better quality or more durable but not for the sake of it. I remember being super happy having found a sofa that perfectly fitted the bill for our living room for 1/2 of the budget I had in mind as it was ex display. I still love it years later and it’s definitely the same sofa it would have been if bought brand new after doing service in a busy family home. I think it’s mainly as given a choice I’d almost always save on things to spend more on experiences. What I saved on the sofa funded a week in a nice holiday cottage for us and my parents. What I saved by getting a £52.50 wedding dress we spent on extra activities and eating out some amazing places on our honeymoon. It was still a lovely dress and it had originally been £350 (in the 00s). It was just end of line and they’d whacked 85% off the last few left and it was really pretty. I dyed it navy blue after the wedding and wore it a few times as a ball dress before passing it on for someone to make into a Halloween costume.
I’d get the same kick from booking into business class for a flight or buying really good seats for a concert or the theatre and I suppose that’s a bit the same as practically you travel to same place/see same thing but just experience it differently.

A work colleague who is used to travelling business class all the time but once had to book economy. Jokily said she would 'have to slum it in economy class'

I'm wondering if the friend married someone connected with Red Bull and she then morphed into a country lady!

Wasn't said out loud but implied. We were going to have a school lesson where as a class we looked through a range of newspapers and followed the same stories in all the newpapers to see the differences in how it was reported from their various perspectives and politics. The head abruptly stepped in and cancelled the lesson without explanation (to us). The teacher said the head didn't want 'certain types of newpapers' (tabloids) being brought into the school - presumably they were too 'common' for our private school. We all found it a bit baffling at the time. With hindsight I imagine he was worried about parents' reactions to us studying tabloids.

is this an example of reverse snobbery or what?

I remember my husband trying on a jacket in Holt, a posh bit of North Norfolk, and I told him to take it off, it looked like something Liam Gallagher would strut around in!