Family class?

Historically our family were Irish upper class, but that's going back quite a way. When growing up we were working class. Now we're probably lower middle class or still working class. We are all University educated, have professional qualifications and make a good living. Does it really matter though?
 
I'm a computer technician by occupation, and my partner is a dental nurse. We both work part-time to accommodate our 10 month old son. We have a council flat, no car, and make enough as to get by. I'd define us as working class, as much as it pains me to say.

My immediate and extended family on my Mother's side are rooted firmly in the working class. My Step Dad is 64 years of age, and the nature of his job could be considered physically grueling for someone half his age. He's barely earning enough to sustain his family, and has nothing to show for his 30 years of hard graft except a meager pension when he eventually retires.
It's soul destroying to witness, especially given I have a family of my own now.

My biological Father is a film/music producer and owns property. My older brothers have successful businesses. I have minimal contact with either of them. Such are the consequences of divorce at an early age.

I sometimes feel like I've been given the financial and physical short-end of the stick, but I remain steadfast in making the best with what I've got.
 
My family for the most part are a bunch of inept, sub-working class, misunderstanding peons with nary a hope in hell of doing better than totally rubbishly, pity their existances, fall out with one another over the pettiest of things with no hope of seeing enough sense to reason with each other and reconcile whatever petty situation they've fallen into this week. Most of the time one half of the family isn't speaking to the other half for this reason.

My nan is a firebreathing, opinionated old battleaxe of a bully who used to whinge that I hadn't had kids by 20, simply because she had several. My mum sits on the fence about everything, and forms opinions based on Jeremy Kyle/other daytime TV/the shopping channels, two of my uncles are downtrodden either by their wife or my nan, and the other just manages to fail at most things. My grandad was a brilliant bloke, but he died 9 years or so ago. Since he passed away, the family has gone into meltdown.

It drives me mad that they can't be arsed to do better. I'm working as hard as I can to drag myself away from it TBH, and am so far succeeding.

Blimey, that was rather a rant.
 
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Middle Class "and proud of it".

My mum was a teacher and my dad a senior manager at an insurance firm (both now retired). My sister attended a private school and is now a project manager, my brother and I attend a the same grammar school. He is now senior in a bank located in The City and I am a VP of Infrastructure at a sucessful dotcom in Shoreditch.

Going back further my Grandfather was a VP at the Chase and my grandmother a successful chef who cooked for the Queen Mother on occasion.
 
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I asked my wife what class she thought herself a part of......her answer was, "I am what I am, as you are what you are......I possess class, it doesn't possess me."

So there you have it. :eek:
 
Castiel said:
I asked my wife what class she thought herself a part of......her answer was, "I am what I am, as you are what you are......I possess class, it doesn't possess me."

So there you have it. :eek:
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My mother is titled whereas my father is working class, his father having been a milkman. My mother's father was less than pleased at their marriage right up to the point that her brother married a German which provided a far more pertinent avenue (as far as he would see it) for his disgust.

So by a process of averages I must be middle class.
 
No idea.

My dad worked as a draughtsman then as a engineer, then as a technical manager.

My mum was a stay at home wife, and then worked as teachers assistant when we grew up.

We owned a few properties that had been passed down, which we rented.

I was practically born with a significant sum of money in a savings account, which I still have to this day. We also used to live in america, and went on a few holidays a year.

My dad when to grammar school, my mum went to one the first comprehensives.

Private school? Nope.
 
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cwhitehead said:
As if people actually put themselves in a class? it doesnt matter these days.

what are we on the titanic here?
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They do and it's pathetic,i treat every single human being the same,if the so called middle and upper class look down on me for being working class they are soon singled out and dealt with whatever needs to be done to address their problem they have.
 
Upper. My parents are Lord and Lady Crumpetbottom. I ride horses, play the flute and when I'm feeling particularly rebellious and alternative, I listen to dubstep.

Or some punk rawk.
 
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Ahh, the class system. As Reginald D Hunter puts it, it's a 'more evolved' racism. It's our way of discriminating against eachother.

So no, I am not part of your class system. Thank you.
 
Raymond Lin said:
Since when your grandparents had a factory in England or shall we apply a class system from Ancient China or modern Yemen. Since when the factory wasn't in the 21st century. Since we didn't have Internet in 1938. It would be logical to apply what it was true at the time for that particular place.



You did.
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The extensive factory was not n the UK and my family history is not British so it is irrelevant.

And no, I do not claim anything close to saying I was upper class:

I have a phd, travel the world for work, command a reasonable salary. I consider myself middle class
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What part of "I consider myself middle class" do you not understand?:confused::confused:
 
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