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Another parent on one of my kid's team has a ridiculously huge Cadillac. It's the size of a Suburban. She has one kid and not planning to have more.
She made the mistake of making a backhanded comment about how my wife and I drive older cars to our faces. We have a 2014 Camry LE and a 2015 Lexus ES 300h. (Mine and wife's respectively)
So I asked her what type of contracting work she does. She looked at me with a bewildered expression. I went on and said; "well you drive a big work truck, I assumed you did construction or something."
The look she gave me could have melted steel.
Just to be clear, I have a great deal of respect for the trades. She however is married to money, not terribly bright, and looks down her nose at just about everyone. So I knew that would hit a nerve with her.
Imagine judging someone for using a perfectly good car, it just isn't the newest model on the market. That's ridiculous and classist.