Stuck in a stereotype?

funny, my DH and I live with a similar stereotype as the O.P. minus the overalls.
We ended up having a real hard time at a wedding we went to because of such stereotyping. This was a VERY fancy, expensive wedding, with lots of people. We were sat at the last table and ate an hour after the head table ate, that's how far back we were. I didn't mind that so much, but the brides family (all dressed in evening gowns and what not) refused to talk to us. So much that we got kicked out of the wedding after my DH was confronted by a guy who was looking for a fight, I am sure. Just as I was trying to get my DH away from this guy before any problems occured, we were escorted out. The only thing my DH had done wrong was use some four letter words. I even questioned the guy as to why he was escorting us out. And this is only 1/2 the story, the bartender (who was related to the brides family that escorted us out) refused to give us our credit card back, claiming it came up stolen when they rung it up. I paid the bill with my debit card and they still, with 3 forms of ID, wouldn't give us the card back. we had to report the card stolen (as it had not been reported stolen according to the credit card company) because now it had been stolen.
In short, this was the 1st time we had ever experienced discrimination due to our lack of fancy dress. and although, there are many sides to 1 story...I deeply feel it was discrimination. I came up with a new term...Socially profiled, u know, like racial profiling but in terms of financial well being instead of race. We got the cops involved and thank goodness they were on our side and we got our card back even though it is now no good to anyone. We just didn't want them to have anything with our name on it. I was so afraid it was gonna be like a horror movie where the cops are related to the evil people and not there to help at all. God bless Officer Bailey!
Just thought I would share my stereotype/discrimination story
 
I wear a suit or skirt and sweater to work and to be honest just about any time I leave the house,..it's just easier to get dressed that way. I always have on pearls,..I drive a mercedes suv and live in a snooty village that I learned was considered ritzy when I was renting a uhaul to move and didn't know the zip code on my new address and the woman behind the counter said we might as well just put money signs for numbers. Let me say, WE so do not fit the demographic.
Now in contrast, my suv is usually hauling hay, goat food or pray tell even a goat from time to time,..(by the way I saved up to buy that mercedes, it was used and I made a smokin deal) when I am not in a skirt or suit I am normally in pajamas bottoms and a hoodie that end up smelling like buck, LOL, hey he is cute! I must confess that I am just as comfortable dressed one way or the other,..but anything inbetween, I am so not wearing. When I meet new people ok, I appear one way it's true, but I can't help that, it is who I am. I work with stuffy sorts, but I have so corrupted people at the office,..I was in stitches one day when the vp raised an eyebrow because one of the guys in my office stated that it was friday night, he was going home and feeling good so he figured he should pee all over himself (yeah I told him goats do that to get lucky) you know the VP's eyes went right in my direction,....or another time I came in and heard one coworker telling another about the mating practices of my ducks. So people meet me,..put me in a stereotype and then I open my mouth and shatter it for them. I think I like that,...alot!
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Stereotypes are hogwash, we are who we are, we like what we like, we live how we feel comfortable.
 
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Where on the Cape are you? I used to live in Kingston (just north of Plymouth), but I was in a neighborhood on the Duxbury line, and if you know that area at all, it's the same thing. A bunch of rich snobs. I didn't fit in AT ALL! I lived with my boyfriend who came from money and he couldn't understand why the local wives didn't take to me. Um, maybe because I'm wearing old blue jeans and could care less "who" made their designer purse? I waited to keep chickens until me and the rich boyfriend broke up and now I'm poor, here in New Hampshire where blue jeans and chickens fit right in and I couldn't be happier! I don't miss that area at all! Although the Cape is beautiful. My aunt lives in South Dennis, and my genealogy goes way back to early settlers in Sandwich.
 
Osterville :) Be careful, you may just sway me towards NH. I have actually been craigslisting farms out there,..sometimes I feel like that would suit me better. But the truth is,..the cape is like a boomerang, you try to leave and you miss it with every fiber of your being.
 
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I'm sorry you had to leave that message begging me to return your call earlier!! My BS meter was on low and it still bounced your call! I left a message with your wife for you.
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I love NH. I used to live here for 10 years before I moved to Mass for a few. My only complaint are the winters. They are rough! As you well know the Cape is unpredictable, it could be more mild than surrounding areas, or it could get pummeled. But here in NH, at least in my area, getting pummeled is pretty much guaranteed. No mildness here!

But the people are excellent! Good old fashion, down to earth, stop if you broke down, bartering folk. The people cannot be beat. My aunt loves the Cape, she says she would never live anywhere else. I agree that if you're going to live in MA, the Cape is where it's at. There does seem to be a different mentality there. The thing I miss the most is the Red Barn's loaded Vegetarian pizza.
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Always a MUST STOP when we would drive through to Truro or P-town.
 
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The cape used to be like that, everyone knew everyone,...need a ride, you had one before you could even think about sticking out your thumb, the streets had great characters walking them and then real estate went sky high and so many of the locals were pushed away. I loved when the cape used to roll it's streets up in late fall
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, now it's year round ugh , come on, aghhh, pfttt,..but even with all that I love this place still,.... hmm but then again I am Irish and you know what they say about the irish, we'll deal with something being wrong for the rest of our lives! LOL, I love that quote because it is so darn true!
 

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