It is a matter of class…

My wife and I don’t have much money, but we do have a lot of class. We might not be able to afford the highest and latest fashion, but we know how to look good with what we can afford. We also know how to behave in distinguished establishments. I was rather appalled the other night during our romantic dinner with the behavior of some of the people around me in what is a fine restaurant in Providence. One woman, probably in her fifties, sitting behind my wife, turned to her husband and yelled to him quite loudly, “Do you have a vagina? Do you have estrogen?” It was quite obvious that she had had a few too many drinks. With them was a young couple, one of the two probably being the older couple’s child. At one point, the young couple got up and left the restaurant only to come back with iced coffee and some donut holes from the Dunkin Donuts down the street. It was obvious from the clothes they were wearing, the expensive bottle of wine they ordered, and the SUV they drove off in that they had a lot of money. Too bad they lacked the class to go along with it.