Snobbishness is a funny thing.
*Me at 22 when I was working part-time at a flower market and then one of the other girls found out I had a degree*
*Her* “You think you’re better than us? Right?” (She was mad. And smoking. Maybe drunk. And really did not know how to apply eyeliner.)
*Me* “Hey, I grew up poor too. I just thought it would be nice to work with flowers till I figured things out. I always liked flowers. My parents never bothered about the garden we had; but I always did.”
*Her sneering* “Cute. Fucking cute. You and your fancy degree. But you think you’re better than me?”
*Me* “Honestly, at this point, I truly hope so.”