Anything But Blue Collar

Last Friday night, I went out with my friend Leigh and about 30 of his former coworkers from Lerner Newspapers. We had a great time at Fireside Restaurant. After leaving the bar, I walked up to the main drag to take a cab. Luckily the bus came so I didn’t have to shell out anymore money for a cab that week. I’d been really bad…taking cabs almost every day to work….primarily because I’ll wake up and lay in bed instead of getting up and getting ready for work. In any event, after getting on the bus, this lady with more bags than she could carry came on a few stops later. As she tried to get things organized, she kept saying over and over again, “I told her, a doctor, a lawyer, a judge, a school superintendent…anything but blue collar.” I wanted to ask her what the hell she was talking about, but she looked a little crazy…so I decided not to. Later, she engaged me in conversation about the book I was reading (Mary and O’Neil). We ended up talking about Langston Hughes and Zora Neal Hurston. Now wishing I had asked her what she was originally talking about….I can’t get that line out of my head. I keep hearing her say, “I told her……anything but blue collar.”

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