I love handbags

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223. Years ago...

I was going with a guy who knew a guy who made some interesting furnishings that would probably be more suitable for a place like NYC, not the city where we were.

Anyway, we worked in the shop from time to time...it was located in a mall-type setting in the downtown area. All sorts of people came through, including people who dressed rather rattily.

My BF at the time would get snooty and haughty with these people and virtually chase them out of the shop. I told him that he shouldn't judge people by the way they dress. They could be legitimate customers.

He just laughed at me.

In truth, as I found out sometime later, he was an elitist asshole who thought the price of items was an indicator of a person's worth, and always talked about his family back home like they were closely connected to famous people and lived on what he called "the estate". No shit. He really called it that.

Some years later I found out from someone that "the estate" was really an ordinary ranch style home near a lake.