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Middle class, no kids. I'm not picking that one, no way.

Yuppie, I guess... though I'm closer to a DINK or gen-Xer... and don't flaunt $ like a yuppie would. Though I would love to own a 2005 BMW 330ci convertible :drool:

But... yeah ... oh good god. *hides in shame*

I picked middle class even though I don't have kids, dogs, hamsters, or even a college degree. I was raised middle class and have a job that pays fairly well, although I pretty much live paycheck to paycheck because a lot of what I earn pays the bills so I can be comfortable and also gets socked away for my retirement.

None of them fit me either, but at this point I am closer to have a degree than a dollar so I went that way.

I was forced to pick white trash,because you had no option for hippy.

But I am more like a hip-yuppy or a poor-yuppy..one of those.

Now I am confused.

definitely middle class. we live in "the projects" but we own (owe on?) our townhouse. most people in this complex rent. we have a van, a new computer, a dog, two kids, i can stay at home and watch my stories on the t.v. and eat bonbons all day. :p

Well I come from a family of four that lived on about 30,000 a year throughout the 80's. My dad is a mechanic. My mom came from educated parents but they didn't have any money so she didn't go to college. My dad had trade school and the navy, my mom started computer training but had to go back to work (at various jobs) because of my dad's various strikes, lay-off and injuries.

I went to school with mostly lower-middle/middle class kids. Mostly white, 8% black. But there were plenty of lower class kids and a few kids lucky enough to live by the lake. Basically I came to college with poor grammar, zero travel experience and little knowledge of food not found in a 1960's home-ec class curriculum. (You mean there are other kinds of rice besides Uncle Ben's?)

My college was a startling experience. A lot of kids who seemed pretty spoiled and or unappreciative to me at first. But I learned about another world of food, ideas, and proper pronunciation. :) I have a couple degrees and work at a university. But I still feel uncomfortable at catered events and snobs. I am sometimes worry about classism towards me, sometimes I feel it towards others from "better" backgrounds than mine. I hate going to all-white, snobby malls. I feel like out of my element. I prefer being in racially/socio-economically mixed areas.

All the guys I've dated since college have come from "nicer" families than mine. But I've never been worried about taking them to my parents' tiny house where we use blow torches to light birthday candles, sit in old beat up furniture and have animals running all about.

Does that explain it?

BTW my mom finally finished her 2 year IT degree (after 20 years!)

hobo scum :D

no, not so much lately. i know where i'll be sleeping tonight, and have known for awhile. it's a beautiful thing.

More degrees than dollars, but periously close to "would you like fries with that?" -- or more likely, "paper or plastic?"

I think I am in Bumble's boat.
and she is cute, so I am now comfortable in choosing white trash!

I don't make much money, but I think I pull off poverty in a stylishy vegan and enviable way.
Plus, knowing that everything I have is without help from parents or others is a greater reward than being born with a silver spoon in my mouth.

I used to kinda live in the ghetto, but now I live in a house with several roommates in the suburbs.

Am I a white trash projects lower middle class grrrl?
I will not ask to be referred to as that, but impoverished bleeding heart liberal will do.

Uhh...I dunno. The projects are a block away, I didn't know where I was gonna live for a while, I'm a HS dropout so I can prolly only work at a "do you want paper or plastic?" job... but when I'm with my mom I can flash a gold card with a credit limit of more than a grand.

I think I'm confused. :lol:

i should point out that all of the following:
~downpayment on our townhouse
~van
~new computer
were gifts to our family from extended family. we wouldn't have any of this if we had been left to fend for ourselves completely.

Uhh...I dunno. The projects are a block away, I didn't know where I was gonna live for a while, I'm a HS dropout so I can prolly only work at a "do you want paper or plastic?" job... but when I'm with my mom I can flash a gold card with a credit limit of more than a grand.

I think I'm confused. :lol:

My categories are comprehensive, everyone fits one them. :p

How come there's not one for students?

students will fit one of the above categories depending on where their financial support comes from

:lol: Since more often than not I'm in the poor-house and I live in the south Bronx, I'll go with "Do you want fries with that?" :p

I was brought up slightly lower than middle class.
After my husband and I got married, we were yuppies. Had a cleaning lady and everything.
Now that we have kids and I don't work a 9-5 job, we're at middle-class status.
Hopefully not for too long if I get my way! :deal:

Living at (but not above or below) the poverty-level, upper-middle class heritage.

ebola
np: old man gloom

Well I come from a family of four that lived on about 30,000 a year throughout the 80's. ...

I went to school with mostly lower-middle/middle class kids. Mostly white, 8% black...

My college was a startling experience. A lot of kids who seemed pretty spoiled and or unappreciative to me at first. But I learned about another world of food, ideas, and proper pronunciation...

Thalia, your experience sounds very similar to mine.

I grew up in a lower-middle class family, and have worked incredibly hard to get to where I am; and am not done climbing by any means. College was indeed a shock. Then again, at least *I* knew how to cook ramen & macncheese, unlike my spoiled peers. :p

i've been at both ends of the spectrum. made a small fortune in the computer business, and lost it in the restaurant business. i'm starting an mba program in january and ultimately i hope to be an entepreneur in the medical industry. either that of ceo of a large company. it's been a very strange experience to actually do hands on health care, but i wouldn't trade it for anything.

so i guess i'm middle class, aspiring to once again be a yuppie :).

in my way of thinking these days, money is energy, but it can only do you so much good. one serious health problem and all the money in the world may not matter. it's got to be in perspective. the first time i had money, i went wild with women and drugs. looking back on it, it was almost a satire, except i didn't realize it at the time.

if you're truly happy and content, economics don't matter.

She came in through the bathroom window
Protected by a silver spoon
But now she sucks her thumb and wanders
By the banks of her own lagoon

I voted for "I have more degrees than I do dollars," which is not exactly true since I haven't finished high school, but everyone thinks that's how I'll end up.

i have more degrees than dollars.

in theory, as a person with a law degree, i should at least be middle to upper middle class by now. or perhaps 'yuppie' even. yet, i teach yoga. which means, way fewer dollars.

my husband has a masters degree and earns far fewere dollars than out-of-high-school computer programmers.

so, while i think we're 'technically' middle class, we are on a very tight budget overall.

I guess I'm a yuppie. With 5 cats and 2 dogs. lol