I don’t know if you’re joking or not but I agree with this statement 100%.
I guess we’re what you’d call buppies (black urban professionals). We recently moved to the 'burbs, though, and I hate every minute of it.
We only drive European cars, wouldn’t be caught dead in a national chain restaurant (including Ruth’s Chris - the Prime Rib’s better) send our kids to private schools and we’re (barely) under 30.
What’s wrong with being a yuppie/buppie, though? As long as you don’t look down on anyone, what’s the big deal?
This is completely pointless…BUT the term “buppies” made me laugh because our code name for condoms when the kids are around is EBUPs Emergency Back-Up Plans.
I’m not sure how this started but once on a grocery run when the kids were with us I said something about needing some condoms and it all developed from there…
I wasn’t joking. When I was growing up, we were poor. Maybe not poverty-stricken, but definitely poor. Now, everyone in the family is doing damned good. I’ve tasted both sides, and the other side sucks. Granted, I prefer life in the burbs over what passes for ‘city life’, here in Metro Detroit
Anyhoo, $5.00 is a small price to pay when you are talking about that sweet elixir of life, Lord Coffee!
If you don’t have a yellow, chocolate or black lab, but instead have a white lab.
If you send your dog to doggie daycare on a regular basis.
If you buy the Porsche Cayenne because of the name rather than the VW Toureg which is basically the same car (also insert Honda/Acura and Nissan/Infiniti)
If you wear those horrid flesh-colored fish-net hose
What’s hilarious is I fit 2 of those, but wish I could afford the third and despite being an young urban professional I don’t fit in to the Yuppie category…I likes me some beer, BBQ, burgers and ball!
Most of these fit the young lawyers in Dallas perfectly
One more:
If you have to pick some odd preppy sounding name to give to your kid just cause it sounds snooty…like naming your daughter Aubrey or Cambell.
Sure, a person’s lifestyle is his or her own business. Although, maybe it’s just me, but when I see somebody call someone a “schmuck” based on the amount of money they make, I usually conclude they’re looking down on them. I guess I’m funny like that.
I drink expensive imported beer while watching a big TV out on my deck, in my boxer shorts, grilling lobster-tails.
My BMW has “Grateful Dead” stickers on it. I park it in the 6-car garage between the livestock truck and the pile of junk auto parts. The Italian sports car and the roto-tiller is in front of it.
I watch NASCAR on the plasma big-screen.
I pay for my Wal-Mart purchases with my platinum credit card.
You’ve gotta be kidding. A restaurant that nobody I know can even afford to eat at on their birthdays isn’t good enough for you?
Frankly, I could never see how people who drop enough money on one meal to pay for another’s weekly salary could possibly have enough intelligence and common sense to make that money in the first place, but apparently they do.
–neutron (sub 30K/year schmuck, looking forward to a $5 value meal) star
The smartass in me wants to tell you if you look forward to a $5 value meal you’ll never understand, so don’t waste your time.
The polite person in me (yeah, I’ve got one, shut up) wants to tell you to each his/her own.
We reserve restaurants like The Prime Rib, Tio Pepe, The Brass Elephant and their ilk for special occasions. They’re very old-school Baltimore restaurants and they’ll probably close in my lifetime. Why should I waste my time in a restaurant I can go to in practically any state when there’s such great local, culinary talent available?
and despite being an young urban professional I don’t fit in to the Yuppie category…I likes me some beer, BBQ, burgers and ball!