You know you're working class when.....
I'll have none of that "you have to sell your labour power" shit on this thread. What I want is the kind of oldskool marker of working class identity that we all affect to hate so much.
I'll start.
...... you have a Wetherspoons lighter.
When the pool cue is chained to the table.
you went to university and you worked hard
.... Jack is too scared to talk to you.
Although on reflection, that would mean that all women were automatically working class. And I don't think even Shulamith Firestone says that.
You wear a trucker hat and it's not ironic (perhaps that is america-specific? What do UK hipsters wear?)
You grew up wearing generic Keds ($1/pair @ K Mart).
You get rid of your southern accent because all the northern (middle class) anarchist types make fun of you for "being a hick."
Okay, maybe that last one is just me. I'm working it out.
Trucker hats are quite popular among the Aviator-wearing, half-a-haircut, look-at-me scum in this country as well.
Yeah I'm wearing a trucker cap today. Never with Aviators though, god.
You grew up wearing generic Keds ($1/pair @ K Mart).
Nah here you're working class if your shoes cost more than your car.
Yeah I'm wearing a trucker cap today. Never with Aviators though, god.
The comedy of this situation being that John. is genuinely repulsed by the thought of someone wearing Aviators with a trucker cap.
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Yeah I'm wearing a trucker cap today. Never with Aviators though, god.The comedy of this situation being that John. is genuinely repulsed by the thought of someone wearing Aviators with a trucker cap.
What? Everyone knows: hat or sunglasses, not both.

See?
You know you're working class when... you call someone "love" and it's not ironic.
...you invented good food which some ponce gave a fancy french name to and sold in Jamie Oliver's restaurant for £8.
... the clothes you go out in are smarter than the ones you wear for work.
... the clothes you go out in are smarter than the ones you wear for work.
Haha, yep.
Your motorcycle costs more than your home. (only a slight exaggeration)
... the clothes you go out in are smarter than the ones you wear for work.
oi oi! I'm working class after all!!!
Take THAT meanwhileatthebar!!!
You know you're working class when... you call someone "love" and it's not ironic.
woah i'm such a prole! I even get stick for this being sexist - so i'm an unreconstructed prole too!
You liberal middle class types just don't get my 'rough diamond' dialect
I called everyone "hun" (short for honey) without even realizing it until someone thought it was weird and condescending.
You know you're working class when... you support Bash The Rich marches
(C) Coffeemachine
Went to Portstewart on holiday
...if no one will talk to you at an anarchist meeting.
You had to share a room with your brother
moonpies.
You had to share a room with your brother
bed
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Yeah I'm wearing a trucker cap today. Never with Aviators though, god.The comedy of this situation being that John. is genuinely repulsed by the thought of someone wearing Aviators with a trucker cap.
What? Everyone knows: hat or sunglasses, not both.
See?You know you're working class when... you call someone "love" and it's not ironic.
Got told off by a young Brixtonite woman who I asked "'scuse me love" to move cause she was blocking my way onto my bus a few nights ago. Ilooked at her with astonishment
"It's just a colloquialism!" I said, to which she replied, "But I'm not your love". Random men aren't my "mates" either, but i'd still say "scuse mate" if they were in the way. Load of toss.
Got told off by a young Brixtonite woman who I asked "'scuse me love" to move cause she was blocking my way onto my bus a few nights ago.
You're not a cockney, you're too poncey to pull that off.
OK you know you're working class when... a Pole has stolen your job
... you've never been on a 73 bus, except when driving it.
...you had to go home for lunch 'cos you couldn't afford school meals.
...you had to go home for lunch 'cos you couldn't afford school meals.
Free or reduced school lunches and breakfasts. And those yellow tickets.
pingtiao wrote:
Got told off by a young Brixtonite woman who I asked "'scuse me love" to move cause she was blocking my way onto my bus a few nights ago.You're not a cockney, you're too poncey to pull that off.
Then you just do it in a camp way.
OK you know you're working class when... a Pole has stolen your job
...you had to go home for lunch 'cos you couldn't afford school meals.
Answer your fucking phone danny!
moonpies.
When I was a kid in Slidell, Louisiana, there was a parade during Mardi Gras that threw Moonpies, aptly called the Moon Pie Parade. I would make myself sick on those things. And they last FOREVER.
you know your middle class when you went home for lunch cos school meals were simply awful.






you wear the same hat as battlescarred
you've never posted on anarchist discussion forum