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Post by Melvazord on Jul 10, 2022 18:34:39 GMT
One of my mates is a millionaire. He owns his own fire safety company, was doing OK for himself not super wealthy but living well.
Then Grenfell happened.
Made him a millionaire overnight basically, he had a great reputation and that combined with the general fire safety panic in local governments gave him a blank cheque.
Id still describe him as having a working class attitude.
Between the ages of about 5 and 9 we were right poor. Like "tin Bath in front of the coal fire instead of putting the actual heating on for a bath" poor.
When old man zord started making oil industry money we got out of that and that allowed me to go to uni, get a decent job, and propel myself up the food chain to what most people would consider a solidly middle class job and lifestyle.
I would still describe myself as working class, and as long as the plebs stay away from my Merc I will continue to do so.
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Post by Felice Landry on Jul 10, 2022 18:41:11 GMT
We were lower middle class with no money, I'm proper middle class now.
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Post by amipal on Jul 10, 2022 19:03:09 GMT
My dad used to be a taxi driver, though had apprenticed as a type-setter. And my mum worked as a cashier at a bank, then for Amex, and finally for the CPS.
And though I went to college, and never went to uni.
I guess that means I have working class roots, but I probably wouldn’t consider myself that way.
I don’t have a whippet, for a start.
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Post by Sheep2 on Jul 10, 2022 19:13:17 GMT
That was the older description of Working Class I think. You possibly/probably came from Working Class stock but you yourself are middle class as you have a degree. I dropped out of Uni in order to keep my working class credentials up to date - so come the revolution I'll be fine. Up until that point, not so. Hedging my bets by getting in tow with a nice middle class girl. Not so great for her |
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Post by Faceless on Jul 10, 2022 19:22:41 GMT
I've never given it much thought, but I guess I am middle class.
I've know a guy who bangs on incessantly about how he's working class, and hates middle class people. He is the most comprehensively middle class person I've ever met. Someone called him out on it once, and he said it's got nothing to do with your lifestyle or background but it's about your values. When gently pushed about what his values were, he had a tantrum and refused to discuss it any further
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Post by Tuffers on Jul 10, 2022 19:30:17 GMT
Tin bath in front of a coal fire?!
OOOH LAH DEE DAH. Look at Lord Snooty there! That's luxury. When we were young, we had to bathe in crocodile infested acid whilst father threw bricks at our heads. If we survived that, we had to dry off with a wasps nest if we wanted any supper, which was plutonium on toast.
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Post by Destry on Jul 10, 2022 19:37:28 GMT
Where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.
My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles.
There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.
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Post by crankcaller on Jul 10, 2022 19:41:06 GMT
In more ways than you'll ever know. |
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Post by lazybones on Jul 10, 2022 19:45:31 GMT
If you are unsure of what class you are, stop working and see how you get on. So we’re all working class? Cool. Except for the skivers. The bone-idle lazy layabouts. Rishi for PM. |
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Post by Faceless on Jul 10, 2022 19:52:03 GMT
In this day and age, isn't class just a way of defining an 'other' to direct all the blame for the worlds problems?
See also: liberals, wokies, immigrants, gammons, racist white people, the patriarchy
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Post by Chumbles on Jul 10, 2022 19:53:02 GMT
#TOOHOTTOCARE
Father engineer and mother grammar school girl; definitely working class with pretensions. Secondary Modern, Polytechnic Degree... sort of middle class now, but abov`all TOO HOT
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Post by Melvazord on Jul 10, 2022 19:58:51 GMT
I've never given it much thought, but I guess I am middle class. I've know a guy who bangs on incessantly about how he's working class, and hates middle class people. He is the most comprehensively middle class person I've ever met. Someone called him out on it once, and he said it's got nothing to do with your lifestyle or background but it's about your values. When gently pushed about what his values were, he had a tantrum and refused to discuss it any further One of my team members is like this. Always going on that he's working class and how he had a dad who was also a "mechanic". His dad was an engineer. For Rolls Royce. At their head office. |
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Post by Melvazord on Jul 10, 2022 20:00:59 GMT
In this day and age, isn't class just a way of defining an 'other' to direct all the blame for the worlds problems? See also: liberals, wokies, immigrants, gammons, racist white people, the patriarchy You forgot snowflakes, you bigot. |
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Post by Sheep2 on Jul 10, 2022 20:06:36 GMT
In more ways than you'll ever know. You could at least learn to drive. |
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Post by lazybones on Jul 10, 2022 20:10:36 GMT
I don’t think class really comes up as a relevant idea in the offices of Big Social Science. Or at least … the three-layered class system.
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Post by lazybones on Jul 10, 2022 20:17:56 GMT
I’d like to tell you a story. About a man who went to war, then came back to work in a factory in Birmingham so he could save up to buy a house for his wife and two sons. One of his sons was my father, who by hard work and sacrifice gave me opportunities he never could have dreamed of. Family for me is everything.
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Post by lazybones on Jul 10, 2022 20:33:28 GMT
The ‘Unofficial Britain’ book I’m reading is quite good. crankcallerThe last chapter I read had a part about Greenock and the Cat man. The author talks about the psychological remoteness of the wasteland through the fence on Scott’s Lane … He’s now talking about multi-storey car parks as being like the Norman castles of yore. He puts things in quite an evocative way. The only problem is that each chapter ends with a poem. Though I suppose that’s ok really. |
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Post by crankcaller on Jul 10, 2022 20:36:03 GMT
You could at least learn to drive. Do you know the cost of driving lessons nowadays? And how many it would take for me at my age with my driving experience - I had about 3 lessons when I was 19. Do you know my disposable income? Are you aware how pish my eyesight is, even with glasses? That I need a new pair of. {Edit}Why yes, you did hit a nerve. |
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Post by crankcaller on Jul 10, 2022 20:47:38 GMT
lazybonesWhen I was a teenager, going through Scott's lane at night was asking for a hiding. Daytime as well sometimes. Unless you lived up the Belva/Strone where it led. My sister lives up there now and I walked through it a few weeks ago at lunchtime. My Spidey senses were on full tingle.
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Post by Melvazord on Jul 10, 2022 20:55:48 GMT
The ‘Unofficial Britain’ book I’m reading is quite good. crankcallerThe last chapter I read had a part about Greenock and the Cat man. The author talks about the psychological remoteness of the wasteland through the fence on Scott’s Lane … He’s now talking about multi-storey car parks as being like the Norman castles of yore. He puts things in quite an evocative way. The only problem is that each chapter ends with a poem. Though I suppose that’s ok really. John Wagner, co-creator of Judge Dredd, grew up in Greenock. I'm not saying Greenock is like Mega City One. Because there's still some hope in Mega City One. |
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Post by Sheep2 on Jul 10, 2022 21:02:04 GMT
You could at least learn to drive. Do you know the cost of driving lessons nowadays? And how many it would take for me at my age with my driving experience - I had about 3 lessons when I was 19. Do you know my disposable income? Are you aware how pish my eyesight is, even with glasses? That I need a new pair of. Get your wife to teach you*. Just a few formal lessons at the end to smooth the rough edges. I don't see how it could go wrong. A modern automatic with lane control and assisted braking basically drives itself. You can set some of them not to exceed speed limits**. Modern cars are very different from when I learned. No ABS, no power steering. Just man and machine as one. Plus you would be driving in Glasgow and not a threat to me. * it can work, but only if the learner doesn't take any criticism personally, which is not always easy. Doing a lot of driving outside lessons makes learning a lot easier and means fewer lessons. ** I drive an 11 year old manual honda which doesn't even have satnav let alone anything else. It does have traction control, but that only comes on in the snow and it basically doesn't snow here any more so I rarely need to turn it off. |
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Post by Sheep2 on Jul 10, 2022 21:10:47 GMT
I have been out, as Des, with a couple of learner drivers.
It can be quite the experience knowing the person driving you is not fully in control of the car.
When I was a young child and my mum was learning I apparently used to put my hands over my eyes when she got in the driving seat. I don't remember this, but it sounds plausible.
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Post by Tuffers on Jul 10, 2022 21:24:59 GMT
Just to let you all know, I too have decided to enter the Tory race to replace Johnson.
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Post by Destry on Jul 10, 2022 21:30:48 GMT
I am watching Possum (2018) on Bezos Prime. A British indie 'horror' film starring Sean Harris, Alun Armstrong and the eponymous Possum, a spider puppet.
It is a bleak, strange, creepy film with great performances from the two leads and a great soundtrack from the (BBC?) Radiophonic Workshop.
4 stars.
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Post by RollingEscargot on Jul 10, 2022 21:37:02 GMT
I've barely worked for years, more by virtue of being bone idle than rich though.
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