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

[Applescruffle]

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"

You need to tell her what nosh is slang for!!!😅

I realised a typo in my post - it should say "we grew up poor", not just "we grew up". Obviously we grew up 😂

DP jumped in immediately because he's really diplomatic and wonderful, and I'm a hot-head.
DP said I think there might be some mistake, we did book an appointment with Simon. We're Dr Stew and Dr StewDP. There might be a mix up because of my surname and then handed him a business card which has all of DP's fancy job titles on.

He went off to his car to call Simon and check our credentials. He came back very red-faced - I think he got quite a bollocking - and apologized. I gave him a bit of a grilling about it but left it at that. Later on, Simon called to see what we thought of the house and I said we liked it but wouldn't make an offer because of the EA's behaviour. The house had been on/off the market for about four years since. Mwahahahaha.

Simon is their dude that deals with £1m+ properties
**We are both doctors, he didn't just make that up
DP gave my name first and I love him for that
**DP has a common surname but spelt weirdly like "Smiithe" rather than "Smith"

Once I read they bought their titles I could believe it.
The true toffs I know would never drink fizzy water

Exactly. Different choices.

At a spa in an expensive area, two mums were walking out of the place before me and one was worried because her son wasn´t studying enough. "So I said to him, make sure you apply yourself or you will end up a useless person, just like that lorry driver over there, he is a driver as he was too stupid to apply himself and get a uni degree".

At a cafe with my MIL. We were already seated and waiting to be served when a bloke came in with two small children. They sat down and he loudly requested that their order be taken immediately because they were in a hurry. One of his children - who couldn’t have been more than 7, pointed at the waiting staff and announced “Daddy, those people are servants!”

Woman storming through Tesco with her young daughter, talking very loudly indeed. “And this is why we shop in Marks and Spencer darling, NOT in here.” Some poor member of staff had told her they didn’t stock whatever it was she wanted.

I went to private boarding school and ended up in a gang of anorectics 🤷‍♀️

I had something very similar when I was working on the checkouts while studying at university.

A man said right in front of me to his daughter that she had to study hard or she would end up like me. I replied; 'What, studying for a PhD at [good name] university.

It's about the only time I've ever thought fast enough to respond right there in the moment.

State schools have their share of anorexics. Anorexia isn't snobbish.

'You can't go out with him, he's from the wrong side of the tracks.'
and...
'It's quite a good range for a middle class supermarket.' (overheard in a Tesco)!
and finally...
'Do you think that name will look good on a brass plate at the door?'

I'd guess they are not the 'highly selective' ones? Obviously there are going to be different types and demand for private schools, but those that are highly selective are not going to be 'desperate'.

Within a 10 mile radius of us there are a handful of highly competitve private schools. I've certainly not seen any adverts on buses! It's not uncommon for children to be tutored to pass the entrance exams. Parents also send children to the 'feeder' prep schools in the hopes for a better chance at getting into the secondary.

We have had this happen to us. We were looking in Surrey some years ago and turned up in clean dog walking clothes...clean but tatty....to look at off plan houses. The rep was quite snooty with us...asked if we had a house to sell locally...we said no, moving up from Somerset....had we got a mortgage arranged...again not yet as we weren't sure how much we would want....rep getting frostier and frostier...what she didn't know was that it was a company sponsored relocation for a global major and it would have funded that house twice over!! Moral...treat all customers as though they are buyers.

I love, love, LOVE this.

I hate those attitudes that classical music is somehow up its own backside and only for very cultured, elitist people (meaning working-class people should be nowhere near it). Opera is fun!, and for everyone.

My favourite company, Opera North, doesn't stand on ceremony, translates a lot of the liberettos into English and has no dress code: most people go in their jeans and boots. Plus the tickets are a steal: far less than you'd pay to go to a football match or rock gig (or Royal Opera, for that matter). But their productions are quality. They are not just 'accessible' people playing at being good at something, they are world-class professionals. In Italy this stuff is mainstream and I love it.

My grandfather, a working-class, northern joiner with a flat cap and dungarees, brought me up on a diet of this stuff. Together with the love of nature he passed down to me, I think these are amongst the greatest gifts I've ever been given.

@usedtobeasizeten I'm guessing supervisor was holding the tray of food mother had paid for so she had to listen.

The most snobbish remarks come from people who have nothing to be snobbish about.

We were at a kids party at the birthday dcs Victorian terrace house. The kitchen was a galley that had been extended out the back . One mum remarked that the house was so much bigger than it looked from the front . The lady who lived there replied that she understood what it was like to have a small house because she lived in a council house as a small child.

My kids went to school in a naice middle class area so the primary school was mostly more well off types of families (we also fell into this bracket). I was chatting to a group of mums and said I had just got a bargain in Aldi. One woman looked at me with complete disgust and said "God I'd never shop somewhere like that!". Such a weird attitude!

There's a highly exclusive public school in my locality but it's located in an inner-city suburb (albeit in beautifully landscaped grounds) and the surrounding area is rife with drugs.

County lines gangs are a particular problem here. They make a beeline for the place.

Well that's lovely about your Grandad, but you do know that lots of working class people would be incredibly cynical and contemptuous about this, don't you? Their inverted snobbery and deep rooted insecurity would have you pegged as a social climbing, pretentious twat who thinks you are better than them.

Snobbery comes in many forms.

My sister via wattsapp on the 23rd December (probably tongue in cheek but she was perfectly serious about me needing to go):
Emergency! Sainsburys have substituted the Finest ham with a normal ham in the Christmas shop. Are you free to go to your Sainsburys today? Lunch will be ruined if I have to cook that.

Less lighthearted - a parent at the private school I teach in:
'My child shouldn't be expected to share a classroom with kids from the estates of XX [slightly rough in places but perfectly average town near our rural school]'

What was the reply?

Quite. Indeed, the original purpose of classical music was to be widely enjoyed.

Maybe you should read the parrabel of the widow and take on board what Jesus thought of "smelly copper coins"

We were once very politely insulted by a posh sounding estate agent @BollockStew who told us we wouldn't be able to afford to live in Petersfield! She very nicely told us it was pointless to even look. We were casually dressed but not scruffy - we were also in our late 20s, so not sure if that put her off too? We walked out straight into another estate agent who was over the moon that a couple, one on a high salary and one on a moderate one, who had already sold their house, wanted to go on their books. She actually put me off the place, but I know it quite well now and people are pretty nice there.

Social working in a rural and well to do area. After a meeting, head took me to one side and told me that in an almost whisper that I should be aware that she knew the parents of the child we'd met about as they had attended the same village school and that they had both been on free school meals
I was diplomatic in my response (working relationships!) but clear that a) the only time she should pull me aside is if there's info she can't share in front of the parent because it might endanger the child and b) that having a low income is not a safeguarding concern!