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H.J. Heinz & Co - Proudly sneaking [s]celery[/s] vegan food into the ignorant working classes since 1883
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Karrimor anything = 'no' class
Hot Earth, Hot Rock and Hot Ice all say you are wrong.
Pah, kids these days.
(Would help if I finished typing my sentence before posting)
Tu casa es a donde?
I'm with P-Jay all the way on this
There is only Upper Class or Working Class
Celery!!!! The bloody stuff's almost vegan. Oh by the way, who scoffs their entire bottle of ketchup in 8 weeks? The one we've just finished was several years old.
P-Jay has it. I think, didn't read the whole post, just got the gist.
If you didn't go to private school and you buying/bought your home with borrowed money, you are not middle class.
Ketchup has a life of expectancy of around 3 days in our house and honestly I haven't a clue who eats it. I reckon the eldest drinks it or something.
"Hot Earth, Hot Rock and Hot Ice all say you are wrong"
Ah, the newer stuff then. Karrimor went down hill along with Hastons body. PLJ never really had it did he?
Karrimor went down hill along with Hastons body.
Oh dear oh dear. I still have an old purple and pink Alpiniste so I know what you mean.
Yep, My Jaguar is still doing stalwart service after 35 years of use
Just checking... I have 2 pairs of cowboy boots and a mahoosive telly.
Does this make me scum?
Enquiring minds need to know!!!
Anyone using basis after daily, weekly, monthly or similar. No need, shoot them or bathe in cleansing fire.
Does this make me scum?
There can be no doubt I'm afraid. Line up over there with the rest of the line dancers.
What's actually the difference between middle and working class? (I've googled it, and I'm none the wiser)
Dirt under the fingernails is a good indication.
EDIT: D'oh! I'm always behind perchypanther
Who isn't? 😉
My eatin pig dun gone got pregnant off my keepin pig. Now I got two keepin pigs an a whole dang heap of teenytiny pigs on the way.
I've given it some thought and concluded that I'm unclassifiable 😀
I keep the ketchup (and sriracha) in the fridge because I don't have enough cupboard space.
Salad Cream = working class
Mayonnaise = middle class
Salad Cream = working class
Mayonnaise = middle class
Sriracha = poser.
Our new house has an Aga. And a fridge with a water and ice dispenser and an electric garage door.
I finally feel as middle class as I was born into...
It is something to do with mechanical pencils
If you wonder what class anyone is YOU don't have any.
Sriracha = poser.
As sold in Aldi
Classes are blurred and lack definition.
I grew up on a council estate, wear overalls at work and have a bigish TV.
Somehow I live in a detached house in the country and drive a reasonably nice car.
What class do you drop that in? I certainly don't feel middle-class from what is stereotyped, eg. don't drink expensive wines, don't wear corduroy trousers, my grammar is so so.
Who decides what class someone is in?
STW does.
I think the Frost Report sums it up just right.
Can someone help - what is ketchup?
I've been trying to get Yorkshire Tea bags for the past month...It's just awful.
I've a stash of 4000 teabags if you're anywhere near Estepona 🙂
Who decides what class someone is in?
The other person decides. They take cues from every little thing about you. Some fancy themselves 'above' you, whilst others imagine that it is you 'above' them. Your thoughts on the matter are immaterial.
It is a silly game IMO, and as English as the day is long. I'm sure I could Desmond Morris the **** out of it but can't be arsed at 6am 🙂
Can someone help - what is ketchup?
Rid sauce.
The notion of class depends on where you live. I've never been (an dhave no intention of ever going) to India but it's perhaps more significant than in the UK.
The Yanks just want to know what job you do and what you are worth. I met quite a few on the way of St James. On the basis of those met I could put them into four categories on just two criteria:
Hip/unhip. Easily deduced from whether they were doing the walk for thmeselves or to impress their Facebook contacts.
Totally money orientated/moderately money orientated.
The unhip-moderately orientated ones I could cope with. The others could be made to lose interst very quickly:
"What job do you do?" "I don't, haven't worked for years"
"You're rich then?" "Not by your standards".
Here in France your profession defines you more than the salary it yields, and wealth is viewed with suspicion so only flaunted by the socially inept (which the rich often seem to be as this thread proves). Ouvriers, cadres, cadres superieurs, professions libérales, fonctionnaires, artisans, commercants.. . . I've known some people for months or even years before knowing what job they do - usually because they are in professions that might create jealousy.
There's a notion of "bien né" (well born) which is a priviledge, and the priviledged. Then there are the categories: BCBG, bobo (borugeois bohème), bourgeois, racaille, paysans, sans dents (merci Hollande)... . Your parents don't have to be rich for you to be bien né and some manage to be borgeois on a pitance.
And one is also defined by one's politics, there's not much love between frontistes and PCF even in a bike club.
And despite all that choice people still consider themselves classe ouvières, classe moyenne or riche.
However, none of the social pigeon holes I've encountered can nurture utter nobs as well as the British gentry with the help of Eton and Oxford... . Which is perhaps why Britain is what it is right now.
Have you ever used the words "myself" or yourself"? Working class.
a fridge with a water and ice dispenser and an electric garage door
I'm sorry, these fall into the same category as large televisions. If you want to be middle class they'll have to go.
Well I've crumbled under peer pressure and put my ketchup in the fridge.
*likes edukator's post*
What's actually the difference between middle and working class? (I've googled it, and I'm none the wiser)
Dirt under the fingernails is a good indication.
Yeah - bloody middle classes and their homegrown organic courgettes and their wrong-coloured-carrots and their wood burners with logs they've had delivered unchopped so they can go through the pantomime of chopping up themselves and their land rovers that 'theres nothing really wrong with' but don't actually start, stop or steer and their bloody grubby fingers. Clearly never done a hard days work in a call centre in their lives. 🙂
bloody middle classes and their ....bloody grubby fingers
That's not dirt. That's patina.
If you didn't go to private school and you buying/bought your home with borrowed money, you are not middle class.
These are not good indicators.
Okay, here's one for you lot...
My next-door neighbour rattled his mower into life last night at 9pm... which was a bit annoying but life carried on.
He's got one of those Green Petrol Haters (sic) things, which is probably over-kill for a suburban garden but still...
I don't have one of those, I'm got a boggo Flymo...
Who's more 'Middle Class' him or me? There's a sting in the tail though... we don't use our Flymo because we've got a chap who comes around once a fortnight to do ours who brings his own - our lawn is more obviously striped than his, or it was before I set up the paddling pool for the kids at the weekend.
What's actually the difference between middle and working class? (I've googled it, and I'm none the wiser)
What makes a difference difficult to define is that the 'Middle Class' is extremely nebulous. We tend to oversimplify it in terms of wealth or earning potential or spending choices but there are some very well paid working class professions (who upset anyone with a degree each time they go on strike and remind them that their degree hasn't earn't them more money than someone who has '.... driver' in their job title and there are some Middle Class career decisions that can pretty much guarantee a life of penury.
If you're genuinely interested then Greyson Perry's series 'In the best possible taste' is very good. He describes what we refer to as 'Classes' as 'Taste-Tribes' - people who recognise common values in each other by their cultural tastes and choices. Whats interesting is that working class and upper class 'tastes' are reasonably easy to define but theres not really a 'Middle Class' in terms of their being a group who share an identity between those two extremes. College lecturers in a shabby old manse with a 12 year old Seat parked outside, middle management professionals in new-build 5 bed estates with the 'right' car (conspicuously unbadged and conspicuously non-age-related plates) parked outside and art school graduates living in a shared flat in a rough street and to all intents and purposes on the dole are all middle class but share pretty much nothing. So if your curiosity extends beyond googling it the series is well worth a watch.
is thread just a (not so) elaborate way of telling everyone you have house in Spain?
not jealous at all.
We already knew about the house in Spain. This was all about the plunge pool.
We already knew about the house in Spain. This was all about the [s]plunge pool[/s] the manhole cover he's lifted
If you pay a premium to have the mud left on your vegetables, you're middle class
I'm working class because, despite having a Guardian subscription, I also have a Sky Sports one (which I watch while drinking Stella and swearing a lot), and I actually [url= http://www.thedailymash.co.uk/news/society/guardian-sports-supplement-still-number-one-choice-for-lighting-middle-class-barbecues-201108264242 ]Read the Sport section[/url]
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HOW working class are you? The 15 household items only the working classes own (one point for each):1. Samurai sword, hung above fireplace in case of return to Bushido law
2. Android smart phone with Greggs Rewards app on homepage
3. Dog named after sportsperson or fictional sportsperson
4. Fantastic array of expensive electronic toys that any middle-class child would kill to play with, ignored for football
5. Digital picture frame showing slideshow of kids, other people’s kids, cars, dog as above, Greg’s stag night inc. nudity
6. Books, but not making a big deal about it
7. Televisions in ratio of 1.2 per room
8. Hand-waxed gleaming Toyota Hilux pick-up truck
9. Paved front lawn so Toyota Hilux can be parked and admired directly outside window
10. Oversized Sports Direct mug
11. Both colours of sauce
12. Ashtray
13. Fancy ashtray for guests
14. Dyson kept openly in hall, because there’s no shame in being clean
15. Two adult children, both driving £30,000 cars
And the five things no self-respecting working class family should have (minus one point for each):
Old furniture
Breadmaker
Board game The Settlers of Catan
A record player
Overachieving children desperately trying to earn their parents’ love but never filling the emptiness inside
How did you score?
15-10: You are the workingest working class, with the pride and body type of a bulldog. Truly you are the salt of the earth, to the extent that your mere touch dehydrates things.
10-5: Middle working class, with aspirational tendencies. Your Tony Parsons books and occasional purchase of smoothies could lead you on a dark path to middle England.
5-0: Always sucking up to the bosses and laughing at their golf jokes, you cross picket lines on a weekly basis and nobody will pass you the mic during karaoke.
Forgot to add:
An aversion to recycling
General slovenliness
Don't mind living in squalor