At nerd-club I was talking about my theory that I don't fit well into any social class, or rather that I seem to fit badly in to all of them.
Upper class: I naturally use a posh accent and sesquipedalian vocabulary. My surname is old, hard to spell, and all over English history and Shakespeare. I hold physical gold and don't really have any debts.
Middle class: I have a degree, and do a very sedentary job. I live in my own house in the suburbs and I worry about house prices and pensions.
Working class: I go out to work every day to pay my own bills. I swear freely and expressively. I like beer, fast food, and motorsport.
The guy I was talking to homed in on just two items from this description (the gold and the swearing) and decided that I was actually a pirate.
Richard "Arrr" B
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