43 Times People Ran Into Snobbiness In The Wild - And Had To Share

I live in a very, very small house. And have a simple lifestyle.

When I started a job in a nearby office, a lady from another department (let's call her Mrs Snob) asked me where I lived.

"Oh, you poor dear!" She says,"Maybe one day you will be able to afford a proper home!"

After this, every time I met her, Mrs Snob would come out with snide little digs at me and how poor and common I am. And how lucky I was to work with "quality" people like her.

I chose to ignore it, though it did rather grind my gears.

Then, one day, we were both having lunch at work. Another colleague asked me if I knew whether "Lord X was doing a local history talk in the near future".

Mrs Snob instantly butted in, "Lord X? He and I are great friends, you know, I could ask him if you like. "

"I don't know," I said, "He usually does them in the warmer months, so he is probably starting them again soon. "

"I can call him tonight to ask!" Mrs Snob says, glaring at me, "Seeing as I actually know him. "

My colleague laughed, and Mrs Snob looked confused.

"What's so funny?" She asks.

"That.." my colleague says, pointing to me, "is his daughter. "

And from then on, Mrs Snob tried to be super nice to me!

Oh, and yes, my dad did know her. He described her as "that snobby cow" :)

They were definitely not "great friends".

Breastfeeding over bottle feeding. It's a massive flex that hurts so many new mums. My wife couldn't produce milk, so we didn't have a choice. There was a number of women who looked down on her.

To me it's "Oh, you had a c-section? You're not a REAL mom unless you pushed that baby out of you." Like what??

I used to have a chicken as a pet. Just 1 chicken. I rescued her from my university dorm roommate who stole the chicken from.... god knows where one night when she was drunk and was too ashamed to return it. One day she just packed her bags and left without telling me, leaving her chicken in our apartment. Well, the chicken became my chicken.

Later I moved into my aunt's house temporarily with my new pet chicken. She lived in a very nice gated community. My aunt's neighbor had a mini chicken coop with like... 5 chickens iirc.

That neighbor took one look at my chicken and just... shook her head saying, "You poor ugly thing." to my chicken.

Then she bragged about how good looking her chickens were. She also made a deliberate comment how people "like my aunt and I" don't know how to choose better chickens?? She called my chicken a "pedigree-less mutt".

The strangest snobbery I see is people being proud of being ignorant.

This can vary from making fun of people for doing well in school or for going to college - to being proud of not knowing anyone who likes a popular show, musician, etc.

I had a friend that lived in a trailer park. Her next door neighbors wouldn’t talk to her because she lived in a single-wide trailer. They lived in a double-wide trailer.

My mother-in-law is of the opinion that all walls must have wallpaper, because paint is for poor people.

She has also been extremely disappointed in me because I don't own a gravy boat or a cream ladle.

I met my now ex-husband's parents a few months after we started dating. They lived several states away, so we stayed at their house for the duration of our trip. They lived in the northeast US, whereas I grew up in the midwest.

At dinner one night, I got myself a paper towel for my hands, not noticing that there were paper napkins on the table. His mother offered me a napkin, and I showed her that I had already grabbed the paper towel. She looked at me at me and said, "Oh, I guess some people were just raised differently."

What? Anyway, my kids and I still randomly use this phrase and laugh about the absurdity of it!

When I was pregnant and so many people told me about their daughter or friend’s cousin etc who was also pregnant but was tiny and you could barely tell she was pregnant. I don’t know why the size of baby bumps is such a captivating topic! I’m growing a human y’all, there’s gonna be some signs, and that’s the least of my concerns.

Someone was trying to set up a puppy playdate at the local dog park for CORGI PUPPIES ONLY. No other breed, no hybrids please.

Man, people JUMPED on him but he still didn’t get how it sounded so elitist.

I had a coworker who refused to use a library, because “other people have read those books”. Like, it was somehow gross to touch a book that someone else had checked out and read.

The "oh, *I* don't watch TV" people come to mind.

A friend always has to one up whatever level of spice I choose, and claim that mine isn't spicy enough for her through swollen lips while blowing her nose between every bite. Not really sure what point she's trying to prove. Personally I tend to not order the absolute maximum level of spice I can swallow, because, you know, I actually like being able to taste my food.

When I first got together with my boyfriend, I was repainting my apartment and he and I went to Home Depot to get paint. His mom was also at Home Depot, surprisingly, so I got to meet her and small talk in the paint section, where she told me that the color of gray I picked out for my walls was a “trashy color of gray”.

My mother in law shamed me for buying a Walmart birthday cake for my son’s first birthday.

I know people who rent or bought a place with a dishwasher and who proudly proclaim “Oh, I only wash dishes by hand!” Dude, there’s nothing noble about washing dishes by hand. The machine does a better job, and you could even be using the saved time to do something productive for society, if you were so inclined.

When I had first bought my current house, my neighbours on the one side were this elderly couple. He was lovely & she was gossipy, opinionated & bossy & yet she could often be this way in such a fashion that not only did you not see it coming, you might not realize she had stuck the knife in & twisted it until after you walked away. She had a gift!
She would get in her bedroom window & criticize where I put my garden statues or plants & demand that I move them to places of her choosing, -so she could see them better from her window.
One day after purchasing some rather expensive, decorative, ornamental, garden lights,she says to me,” I see you got some new lights for your garden.” “Yes, I am so happy as I’ve wanted them for so long , found them on sale & knew I had to get them.” Here I am thinking that she will want me to move them so she can get a better view of them from her window & she hits me with one of her zingers. “ Well, they are pretty & suit your garden, Rick & I thought about buying some, but now that we’ve seen them we’ve decided that they’re just too tacky.”SHA-POW!
They have long since moved away, however, every time I bring my “tacky” lights out for the season, I chuckle & think of Ethel.

San Francisco farmers market, working booth for mushroom stand, the gourmet variety.

Man approaches and is helped by my now ex wife, who is born and raised in France. He said is making a meal and is looking for a mushroom that pairs. She asks what he’s making. With his nose up high replied, “ you probably wouldn’t know what it is!”

Feisty as she is, she essentially is like, try me.

He replies all high and mighty, “Coq au vin”, rooster in wine basically. But says it incorrectly. My ex puts on her thickest French accent and corrects his pronunciation and explains that her family made it basically every year for the 16+ years she lived in France and then recommended a mushroom.

He was mortified, he went pale, bought the mushrooms and left a generous tip. Never saw him again!

One of my husband’s cousins poured out the hot chocolate I made for her. According to her it wasn’t “real” because it wasn’t *Swiss Miss*.

When I was learning to knit colorwork (notoriously difficult to get the tension correct), I did it inside out. That way, I could see what needed to happen and how to do it.

This elder knitter said I was a CHEATER! That I was cheating at knitting, in front of a class of beginning colorwork knitters!

Knitter hazing. LOL, WTH??