Americans are just learning what us lower middle class families have been doing for decades already?
Welcome to the wonderful world of potlucks where aunt Nancy brings the same disgusting dry ham every year but it’s ok because uncle Mark brings the same potato casserole which slaps.
Meh it’s all semantics. I consider myself middle class and I make almost 200$k a year. I have more in common with the homeless guy at the go train station than I do with the CIO of my company.
I wish more people were this way. It’s why I still prefer taking public transit. It grounds me. I’d rather be around people struggling to get by than those who have never known what it’s like to put hotdogs in your mac & cheese.
Edit - and to people going I’m rich. Im divorced and have 3 kids of which 2 are on the spectrum. I am living comfortably but if I lost my job I’m in the same boat or worse than some of you. I live modestly and do more than anyone may think to support as many people as I can.
I did the green bean casarolle this year and also have been asked to double the roaster carrots next year. I dont even like roasted carrots, but sure, people seem to like em.
I thank the gods that all my aunts are great cooks. One Christmas, an aunt made the best goddamn pozole I’ve ever had in my life. I still dream about it to this day.
Americans are just learning what us lower middle class families have been doing for decades already?
Welcome to the wonderful world of potlucks where aunt Nancy brings the same disgusting dry ham every year but it’s ok because uncle Mark brings the same potato casserole which slaps.
Middle class is gone. You’re either extremely rich, or you’re down in the dirt with us poors.
If you’re not sure which camp you’re in, welcome to the fold.
Meh it’s all semantics. I consider myself middle class and I make almost 200$k a year. I have more in common with the homeless guy at the go train station than I do with the CIO of my company.
I wish more people were this way. It’s why I still prefer taking public transit. It grounds me. I’d rather be around people struggling to get by than those who have never known what it’s like to put hotdogs in your mac & cheese.
Edit - and to people going I’m rich. Im divorced and have 3 kids of which 2 are on the spectrum. I am living comfortably but if I lost my job I’m in the same boat or worse than some of you. I live modestly and do more than anyone may think to support as many people as I can.
I did the green bean casarolle this year and also have been asked to double the roaster carrots next year. I dont even like roasted carrots, but sure, people seem to like em.
I thank the gods that all my aunts are great cooks. One Christmas, an aunt made the best goddamn pozole I’ve ever had in my life. I still dream about it to this day.
As the potato casserole aunt, you bet your ass it slaps. It had to unseat homemade painstaking mac and cheese to be my Thanksgiving dish