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"

Friend is delighted that her boarding school educated daughter is doing medicine and meeting a 'real cross section of society' on her course. 'I mean these days the private school medics are almost a minority.' !

Let’s pretend you’re being ironic

It wasn't a permanent arrangement. They ordered it and kept it on the drive while they were having work done

Highly selective private? Usually private takes anyone who is silly enough to pay 30K for boarding.

Overheard on Valentine’s day a few years ago:

”and the flowers he got me were from M&S, and they just looked really sad, and I told him that, I said it’s like you picked the worst of the bunch” 😑 hope he’s free now whoever he is 🤣

@FourSteeples 🥰

She was keeping up appearances!

It's up there with putting Lidl or Aldi shopping into Booths bags (we don't have Waitrose up north.)

Me - I went to the University of London.
My friend, who went to Cambridge - don't be silly, there is no uni in London, you went to a poly, there are only two universities in the country and none of them is in London (he meant Oxford and Cambridge).
Every time I say 'my husband said...) my Cambridge friend says 'and his PhD is in???? remind me the subject....' (My husband has not been to uni).

Hi, @TowerRavenSeven ,

I am completely baffled by your first anecdote. I spent 15 years living in America and still visit SoCal frequently. To the best of my recollection, the majority like you say CARmel, incorrect though it may be.

My parents have a second home in very nice area there. They are obviously older, not particularly stylish. They are known to the restauranteurs and managers of shops they frequent as well as their parish priests, to say nothing of their friends and clubs, but probably resented as tourists by others. It isn’t worth a second thought.

Snobbish in-law when hearing her builder was going on a cruise ‘well I suppose they cater for all sorts of people these days’.

My friend lives in a notorious council estate in our large town. It's on the edge of the town and borders on a very nice suburb. She always says she doesn't live in in xxx she lives "on the outskirts of yyy" 😄
To be fair to her, she's only half serious 😄

Oxford graduate ex-boyfriend: I told a Proust joke and everyone laughed. [beat] That would never happen in London.

A few posters have mentioned fat being read as working class. I am not from a posh background (council flat, free school meals etc) but nothing prepared me for the snobbery I have experienced since having a mixed race child, becoming a single parent and getting fat! (Though bonus is that no-one wants to sit next to you on the peasant wagon when you're fat.)

Absolutely true...plus Class A drug use.

“We have sooo much money we just don’t know what to do with it, it’s utterly awful.”

Conversely, all the people with eating disorders I know went to state school (including formerly myself), and at least one blames her girls’ state school for it.

Said to me - I can't believe you let your dc take a part time job in McDonald's.

Bizarre to say the least.

Also the whining about the council development hear devaluing house prices

Grandmother of one of my kids' friends was very worried that her grandchild might get sent to a state school. She'd driven past state schools in the afternoon and so many of the parents waiting outside were <horrified expression> drug addicts!

Obviously, eating disorders can develop in any setting. However, they are rife in private schools. I have been to both a state and a private school and the private school girls were far more focussed on being skinny (it was the aughts when thin was in. No Kardashians in those days, and if there had been, they would have been despised as fat and cheap, not emulated)

'Wait... you live on a council estate? I thought you were one of us...'

One of my then 5 year old son's friend's mothers. We live in a village, with a council estate to one side of it - which was all that I could afford to buy after my split from son's father (we were looking to buy together, but he got a 4 bedroomed house out of his parents assortment of buy-to-lets, and I had to fund a roof over our children's heads by myself...). We live in a very posh area. The village school was lovely and 5 minutes walk from our home, our bit of the estate was full of young families, a proper community, my kids could safely play out because everyone knew one another and where each child belonged. My son is 19 now and when he was attacked a few months ago on his way home from a night shift, four outraged mothers in pyjamas and slippers surged to get to him before I could (I'm disabled).

The other mother who made the above comment was shocked and horrified enough at the end of this playdate where I said "oh, yeah little Master Bloggs can come to ours next week..." - because I am a Professor in my field, because my son and I don't talk with the local accent, because we don't judge others based on post codes... that she tried to cull the boys friendship.

14 years later, they're still best mates (have just gone off to the MMA gym they frequent), I get a perverse kick in watching each new snob move she makes on SM (rescue dog from Greece - check!, ponies/horses that no one bothers to learn how to ride properly - check!, brand new Mercedes - check!, husband who is having an affair with his research assistant - oh, check that one in!) and waiting for her house of snobby cards to tumble.

Why? Because there is nothing wrong in living/raising a family on a council estate. My son was raised to understand that we don't judge others - or, if we must, at the very least, not to their faces. This woman lives literally opposite my house now - her son says she has no clue who their neighbours are, whereas... I know most of mine, because our kids grew up together, played out together, were watched over by a community. I might not have a horse anymore (that I knew how to actually ride, rather than just sit on), but I also don't choose my kids friends - and I feel so glad that I'm not 'one of them' across the road.

I do have a rescue dog from Greece, though. But she came into my life before that became a trend amongst the naice classes. I just say that she's a rescue... and leave it at that, if anyone asks.

I'm a professional cleaner, I was at someones house and her daughter offered me some of her lunch, She's maybe 3 years old.
Her mum scolded her and said don't be silly darling the cleaner won't be used to eating quinoa.
I'm not used to eating it but that's because it's rank... not because I'm a lowly cleaner 😂

This is interesting, along with what another poster said a few posts below about perceived value. It’s like you price art really high, people will think it’s better/accept the value of it, and someone will buy it.

I took a parcel in for a neighbour on opposite side of the street, after 3 days of her not collecting it, I took it over, knocked politely on the door and gave her the parcel, her response was " thank goodness you brought it over, I was starting to think I was going to have to go to the council side of the street to collect it from you" ( one side of our street is council and the other is private owned or purchased from the council) same person had a problem with rats and also said they must of come " from the grubby council side!!" I've never taken a parcel in for her since.

Not sure if this counts, but after finishing school I worked in a supermarket as a cashier. Friend "I could never work in a supermarket", said as she collected government unemployment benefits for 3 years before she got a job. Apparently being unemployed was more desirable than working the till.