Showing posts with label snobs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label snobs. Show all posts

Friday, October 21, 2011

The Art of Snobbery

Let me get one thing out there. 

I hate snobs.

And by snobs, I mean the people who think they are better than everyone else, who refuse to eat at a chain restaurant because they'd rather drop $500 on a meal that is two bites and made of an animal I've never heard of, who will never buy clothes at Target, kind of snob.  (I also don't mean if you simply like trying new things so you don't do chains.  There's a difference.  And if Target clothes don't fit you right, also a difference).

Most snobs will never ADMIT they are snobs.  They will be aghast if you even so much as suggest the possibility.

However, I do think it's perfectly acceptable to be snobby in regard to certain things.  And I fully admit these things.  Keep in mind many snobs will also share these views.

For example.

  • Vodka.  I'll admit it.  Grey Goose is my vodka of choice.  I'm okay with Belvedere.  But I can tell the difference if my drink is made with Smirnoff.  I like my better vodka.
  • Steak.  I won't eat steak at Outback or Lonestar. Now that doesn't mean I won't GO to these restaurants and get something else. I just won't get steak because I love steak too much and I know where the good steak is (I'm looking at you, Ruth's Chris).
  • My kids' clothes.  I've heard all the rage about Once Upon A Child and all that jazz.  But there's something about dressing my kids in clothes that belonged to people I don't know, that came from a house that I don't know what goes on there, that I just can't do.  I will gladly take hand-me-downs from friends or family.  But as far as buying clothes?  I'll search for online discounts and buy stuff from Old Navy, Carters, Children's Place, etc.
  • Coca-Cola.  Now, I'm not sure if this one even counts.  I am a Coke drinker.  John is a Pepsi drinker.  I will not drink Pepsi.  If we go out to eat, and the restuarant has Pepsi products, I will ask if they have Dr. Pepper.  If they don't, I can stomach a fountain Pepsi.  But I won't even take a sip out of a can or bottle of Pepsi.  Something about fountain drinks makes all pop better, so it makes Pepsi tolerable.  Case in point -- when I go to any family function on John's side, I bring my own Coke because they all drink Pepsi.
Now, I have no issues with people who just drink Smirnoff, eat steak at Outback, buy clothes at Once Upon a Child, or drink Pepsi and hate Coke.  These are my snobby things.  I'm entitled to them, and you are entitled to yours.

What are you snobby about?