The other night I was out with my brother-in-law at a pub one town over. At around 9:45pm some 'old coot' comes in and orders dinner. "Work late tonight?", I asked him.
We got to talking. Mostly I got to listening as the guy had little interest in me beyond the town I lived in.
"Oh, they are snobby there. We have plenty of wealth in Scituate, but it's not in-your-face, like where you're from...", he lectured.
Whatever. Let the guy ramble. I am scarcely defined by the town I currently reside in. I've lived in 5 different cities/towns over the past 7 years.
Now let me just tell you, that not more than five minutes later, I learned that this guy:
- Owns some major industrial manufacturer in Massachusetts.
- Winters in Palm Beach, Florida.
- Owns "a few antique cars" and "a few boats".
- And has a place at, as he so humbly put it, at "The Vineyard".
That would be "Martha's Vineyard" - not exactly a cheap place to visit, no less own on.
Hah! So much for others throwing wealth in faces!
Later on I jabbed him a bit, but nothing like what I did to that old coot on Boylston Street.