Somewhere in that nebulous american grey area of "lower/working/middle" class. I'm about 6 paychecks (i.e. 3 months) away from homelessness, but with good job prospects, and an adequate, if not comfortable retirement looming (though I realize things could change in an instant).
I can only go back 2 generations: Gramps, a farmer, could read slowly, sign his name and 'figger' (no formal ed.). Pops, a welder/car worker, read the daily newspaper front-to-back (4th grade), could write if pushed, and do simple arithmetic. I, civil servant (11th grade, with some uni thrown in during army days), can often understand Louis', Banquo's & Adrian's posts, can construct a grammatically-correct paragraph or two, and have a nodding aquaintence with quadratic equations.
My kids (in their late 20's/30's) are a mixed bunch, all with high school and some uni. All literate and mathematically functional . I'm secretly saving up for the 2 grandsons and 1 nephew (ages 7,7, and 10), hoping any one of them shows interest in higher education. The first one who tells me: "Grampa, I wanna make a battery that saves and delivers energy on-demand, and lasts 20 years before recharging." Or "I think I've got a handle on cancer"... gets the Kukri-cache cash, miserable though it be.
So: Lower-class educationally, working class economically, with delusions and hopes of grandeur.
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I think I wanna pick that one, but do not understand "Curries". A store?I am a hobo and am only here because I stole a laptop from Curries
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