Do You Have Misperceptions About Some People?

I don't believe I have any at all. Opinions Yes---Perceptions No------FOR EXAMPLE --A poster on SO said Wine Drinkers reminded him of UPPER CLASS PEOPLE. I hate the use of people referring to the WORKING CLASS even though I know it pertains to wage paid people and industrial workers. By definition I consider myself to be MIDDLE CLASS, but I have been referred to wrongly by some people over the years as upper class and working class.

 

Generally speaking, the biggest misperceptions most folks have are about themselves.

YMMV

 

Well, Lon, from what you can afford where you live, I'd consider you middle, but there are some that would consider you upper. Your meals sure look upper-class.

So, what class would you think wine drinkers are in? How about beer drinkers?

All of us are put into a class in society. If you lived in a very poor section of town, how would you look at someone that lived where you do? Good question, hugh?

 

Hear, Hear!
THAT should be written on the walls of every municipal building and house of legislation in our country!!

That said, since we do not read minds, no one knows everything about another person so whatever ideas we have concerning them will be slightly if not totally askew.
And yeah, the hardest person to get to really know is indeed ourselves.

 

I don't put anyone that drinks wine or beer in any class like you apparently do. I have lived in a poor section of town and looked at others living there as my neighbors. I put people that write the kind of posts that you do in a particular class that I will not disclose.

 

When I was the Maitre’ D Hotel at the Monteleone in New Orleans, I relieved the service bartender about 2 hours from closing. The bar, whilst it did service two dining rooms and the Caravelle Club, it also had 6 seats for guests.

That night, a man came through the door and sat down and ordered a drink. I served him but not without some reservations. He was fairly unkept, smelled a bit of cigarette smoke and had a worn out hunting vest on. Certainly NOT the type of clientele the Monteleone served but since it was late and the bar was empty I still served the guy and as a matter of fact, a few more drinks than I really thought best.

To make a long story short, when he stood up to leave I gave him his tab and he looked at it, laughed a bit and signed it. At that time I had to tell him that I needed a hotel key, cash or a credit card. He told me that his signature is all I needed. l didn’t bother looking close at the signature and instead of arguing with him and because I was fairly new at the hotel, I buzzed security.
Security showed up almost immediately and when he did he looked at the man I was serving and said, “Hi Mr. Monteleone, how was your hunting trip?”
Color me red? Yes. I had gone to school with Bill Monteleone Jr. but had never met his dad and there he was, a little tipsy and the owner of the largest hotel in the French Quarter.

I had several occasions to talk, drink and fish with Bill Sr. after that and most of the time when we met, the guy didn’t look like he had two nickels to rub together.
Just another example of not being able to tell what is inside a book just by looking at the cover.

 

I believe I know myself pretty well. No undiscovered territory, no secrets, no obscurity.
But I might indeed have some misconception about other people. I can't exclude that. That's not surprising, though, because it depends on the kind of information other people are ready to disclose or which circumstances would allow me to gather them. So that shouldn't worry anyone.
The question is how to handle that. Jumping to conclusions and stereotyping is to be avoided, I should think.
As regards society, as long as there are social inequalities, there will be different social strata and different ways of modelling them.

 

It's sometimes better to keep a low profile like the billionaire Aldi brothers or IKEA's Kamprad. They knew why.

 

Now, Lon.......be nice! Just because I have a different view on people, no need for trashing me. Right?

Anyway, when I was single/divorced, I would never/ever date a lady that drank expensive wine. Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill wine was a cheap, "rot-gut" type wine that I liked. As I've stated before, ladies that drank expensive wine were financially WAY out of my category. And, most of the time, knew absolutely nothing about rodeo and/or horses. These are "Buckle Bunnies" to rodeo folks.

As far as beer goes, if a lady would drink her beer directly out of a bottle, or at home it was bottle or glass, she was for me. Like my wife does. Many nightclub "Buckle Bunnies" would wrap a napkin around the bottle, say the bottle was too cold to hold. My wife has never had a problem holding a cold bottle of beer.

To me, there is definitely a difference between folks that drink wine and those that drink beer. You have never been around rodeo cowboys ,holding a bottle or can of beer, while watching rodeo people practicing in an arena. I have! Absolutely no wine in sight. But, that is my opinion.

 

Well, Fred G. Sanford was a high class drinker as I recall. Mixed his Ripple with champagne and called it “Champipple”. I also recall that he held his pinkie finger up whilst he drank. Class, nothing but class!!

 

Cody, you definitely have a character, as portrayed in this forum, worthy of being worked up into a great nightclub act, absolutely no lie! Your character's "skewed perspective" on life and people would be sure to bring down the house, as long as you have a few skilled writers behind you taking a bit of the edges off your own expressed thoughts. I mean, just starting out your bit with your ideas concerning "real cowboy clothes" and "real cowgirl ways," would get the crowd going to the point where you could riff off into other shtick you're so fond of, in a few forums, and I think you'd have the audience eating out of your hand, and I'm serious, here. If the Colorado town you're in has an Open Mic night at a local comedy club, I think you might be pleasantly surprised by the reception you'd get, once you got your fifteen minutes put together. Break a leg, Man!

 

Well, I don't think I do comedy, just the simple truth. I was a member of a large rodeo association and had two quarter horses. I've got a few trophy buckles and numerous photos to prove all of it. Even though I only done rodeo on weekends, I was around rodeo cowboys, like myself, a whole lot. A saddle bronc rider and myself were sponsored by a nightclub in So California and even on a radio talk show there. I was also involved with a high school rodeo association.

I really seen the difference between "rodeo family" that I was involved with and the "men nightclub wannabes" and "Buckle Bunnies" I referred to. For awhile I worked at a Livestock Sale Yard west of Oklahoma City. Have been to Stockyards in Oklahoma (OKC West), Billings-Montana and in Fort Collins-Colorado (Centennial Livestock Auction).

I went to a USTRC Roping in Pueblo, Colorado and wife and I met a Ranch Foreman who was in-charge of the biggest ranch I had ever heard of.

So, with this all being said, I REALLY think I know what I'm talking about. Especially when it comes to certain things. IOW, not comedy, just plain, simple truth.

 

Cody With your vast experience you could probably get your way paid to New Zealand to work as a consultant for the New Zealand Rodeo Cowboys Association. You could live there quite well with your income.New Zealand Rodeo Cowboys Association | Official Website (rodeonz.co.nz)