(11-29-2019, 01:05 AM)americus 2.0 Wrote:

(11-28-2019, 10:05 PM)Caldrac Wrote: Nothing personal. Most people speak from their own experiences. I was at work. Slow day. Had a lot of time to kill earlier.

Getting up at 400 to work from 500 to 500 on a Holiday can bring out the inner grump in me. I hate being "lumped" into groups too. I am 31. But I don't feel like a "millenial" if that makes sense.

I just grew up in a working class family that barely scraped by half the time and I watched a lot of people along the way squander premium starting points in life.

It's hard to feel bad for John's and Jane's on the nicer side of town when their mom or dad didn't get them a brand new Mercedes but they got a relatively brand new Lincoln.

Meanwhile I am over here with a 1994 Volvo I bought for a $100 and had to figure out where the [BLEEP] the oil leaks were coming from and all that other fun stuff that comes with being a lot lower on the totem pole.

I don't resent it. In fact. Looking back on it I am more greatful than I cared to admit then.

Regardless. Sorry for being a dick head earlier. Time to eat some banana pudding and call it a night.



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This is true but the older I've become and the more exposure I have to a variety of socioeconomic groups the more I see that people and their circumstances dictate a lot in their lives. It doesn't mean I agree or disagree, it just is. 

My dad was a mechanic (Nimnicht Chevrolet on Cassat Ave for the win!), my mom was a nurse but became a stay-at-home mom when she and my stepdad got married and went from two kids to five. Stepdad was a UPS driver. Seven people in the house on one income we never owned a new house, new car, new washing machine and used a clothesline to dry clothes. We wore second hand clothing. We were disciplined when necessary, taught to be respectful of people, especially our elders, and had to do chores around the house with no financial incentives. 

I've only been given one thing in my life and that is my now 17 year old Silverado by my dad 10 years ago after my grandfather passed away and dad received money from his estate. Dad paid off the truck as a gift from my grandfather. I will drive that truck until the wheels fall off. 

So yeah, I don't come from anything much either but I have a good life and an thankful for every single thing I have. 

Apology accepted for being a dick head. We all have those moments.

I grew up in a working, lower middle class family as well. My mom worked at a hardware store and my dad worked shift work at a paper mill. Pretty much all my friends were either farmers or came from blue collar families like myself. My dad worked every holiday he could for the bonus pay and would also work as many double shifts as the company would allow. It really took a toll on his health, now that he is old. He's had a new heart valve, two new knees, glaucoma, a detached retina, he almost lost a hand in the machinery, a seious staff infection, he's had a heart attack, a stroke, sleep apnea and dangerously high blood pressure. I'm sure I'm missing some more, but that's just what I can remember off the top of my head. I was raised to get an education and make something of myself, so I won't have to nearly kill myself in a factory like my dad did. I'm certainly not wealthy at all. In fact I drive a 1998 Lincoln Navigator and I'll drive it until it dies, because I cannot afford another vehicle. I just call things like I see them.

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