Friday, December 15, 2006

One of my brothers-in-law has a strong snobbish streak. This is explained by him being better than the rest of us. He once asked what I was reading, and I showed him. It was a history, and this guy's field is history. "Never heard of him," he said dismissively - as if that was why I'd shown him the book, as if it mattered.

Once we drove past a Jacobian structure of poured concrete. He snobbishly said, "That's the first time I've seen a poured-concrete Jacobean."

The next year, we drove past the same building. "That's the first time I've seen a poured-concrete Jacobean," he said snobbishly.

"That's what you said last time," I quipped. They were in the back seat. He probably wasn't aware I'd spoken.
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