So usually all my posts are concerning some television show that I am watching- but this time it's not the same although this thought came to me while I was watching the Real World.
I have grown up in a upper middle to upper class neighborhood and because of that I have been luck enough to live a very good life and my parents have done a lot for me. I appreciate all things that have been done for me and understand that most people are not ask lucky as I am to have parents like mine. After graduating from college without a job my parents welcomed me back into their home- yes I have to pay rent but at least I have somewhere to live. In addition they gave me a car when I was a junior in college that is essentially my own. I do not have to pay for anything besides the gas that runs the car.
That having been said, throughout my life I have been called spoiled and a brat by people that I barely even know. They knew where I was from and that was about it- and yet they felt they knew me enough to say what type of a person I am. One time in particular was when I was wearing a sweatshirt from my high school and someone from Michigan saw it. They saw I was from Grosse Pointe and immediately said "Oh so you're rich."
The thing that first came to mind was "who the fuck do you think you are?" but I have a little more class then that. So I went the sarcastic route and said "um no- I have about 400 dollars in my bank account". The person then looked at me and told me that I "knew" what they meant. If what they meant was that because I live in a certain area they have the right to assume my family has money- yea I know what you meant and you're an asshole.
I have had that experience more then once and it gets me everytime. The fact that I live in a certain area and my parents have a certain profession people think they I am rich and live the good life. Yes I will admit that I get a lot from my parents and that I might have more then some- but a lot of what I have I worked for. I know what an honest days work is and I am insulted when people insuate that I don't. I am not spoiled and I am not a bitch so don't call me that.
You may be wondering where all these feelings are coming from- and yes they are coming from the real world. On tonight's episode one girl called another girl a spoiled brat without knowing much about her family or her past. I know the feeling and it sucks and hearing that reminded me of how I felt when it happened to me.
So I guess the purpose of this blog is to wake people up to the fact that you shouldn't ever judge someone by where they are from, what their parents do, what kind of clothes they were ect... Yes I know that I am complaining about being judged and that some people might read this and say "oh poor little daddy's little girl". I am not trying to say that what I've experienced is as bad as what say an black person does- but being judged is being judged no matter the circumstances. So next time you meet someone from out of town and you think you know something about them from their hometown- keep your damn mouth shut.
I am not my parents and I do not pay the morage on my house. I don't have a huge bank account and I am not a little rich girl. Please do not assume that I am when you see me in jeans, uggs and what looks like a north face. Because the reality is that it's not a north face I paid 15 dollars for it at Marshalls. The jeans where 10 dollars at TJ Maxx and the uggs were a gift from my parents for losing 50 pounds over the last year.
In reality I am a nice person (from what I've heard) and I am a good friend. The money that I do have I save but am willing to lend to anyone who needs it that care about. Get to know me past my zip code and you'll see what all my friends see in me. I'd love to be your friend as long as you check your attitude and judgment and the door and I promise I'll do the same.
Cheers! Have a good night all!
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