For just over a year we have lived in a rough part of town, a run down area with several boarded up houses and the obligatory dogs running about and old cars in gardens etc, you get the picture.
Now, this was our choice, we needed a home as we were in a private let which was costing a fortune and we were fortunate enough to be only waiting six months or so 'till the council offered us this place. It's a big house with a big garden, what else would you want?
My problem is, am I a snob? A strange question, but I have been asking myself that very question for some time. As a kid I was dragged up in a similar area, I thought everyone lived in an area like I did. It was astonishing to see a new private estate being built ten minutes away, (Wimpy homes, wow!), it was like a different world.
Now, the reason for my question. I look at my neighbours and others that live in the area and I feel a contempt for them. The vast majority do not work and rely on the state for their income, which seems to fund their lifestyle rather handsomely if the sky dishes and huge TVs which glow from the raggedly curtained living room windows are to be believed. The nice weather of last week kicked off the 'summer season' of being blitzed out your nut in the streets/gardens with the usual drunken arguements. Just the other night outside our house a huge arguement raged over the ownership of a portion of chips and curry sauce procured from the local chinese takeaway. I'm glad to say that no one won that discussion as the fought over chips were scattered over the road and the foil dish lay in my front garden. A small glow of satisfaction filled my body.
I have worked all my days and for the time being work nights. Due to the nature of my employment, I work most weekends which means that I am off during the traditional 'working week'. During my time off, I may wander into town with the missus, pop out to the local shop or whatever. Also, I may deal with any tradesmen coming to the house to carry out work on behalf of the council or answer the door to the postie etc etc.
I almost always feel obliged to throw into the conversation that 'I work nights' and that 'I'm off work 'till Thursday night' or whatever. Basically, I just want to let them know that I am not a giro jockey like 95% of my neighbourhood. Does that make me a snob?
I have toyed with the idea of getting a T shirt printed up with 'I work for a living, unlike 95% of the cunts in this area'. Good idea, bad idea?