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The tortured lives of Mr. and Mrs. Jones

It must be hard being Mr. and Mrs. Jones. Envied and gossiped behind their backs, they must really wonder who their true friends are. After all, it’s not their fault all these nitwits want to keep up with them.

My life fluctuates from being the one envied to the envier. That’s only natural as there is always someone better off and also worse off than you. I find myself being two different people when I am with different social classes. I try to act “cool” when I’m with Mrs. Jones. I will spend more when I’m with her. I’ll leave a bigger tip when I’m at the restaurant. I’ll pay retail to show her I can afford it. I don’t know why because she probably can’t afford it but we must keep up the pretext; after all, she is Mrs. Jones.

On the other hand, when I’m with people who are worse off than me, I am ashamed to spend money. I hate shopping and having them know the sticker price. I also hate putting people in difficult situations where I know they can’t afford a meal out on their budget. I’d offer to pay but you can only do so, so many times where personal pride is involved. In any case, I don’t want to morph into Mrs. Jones.

It really is a tough balancing act to being true to myself. Why I would pretend to be something that I’m not in both instances? Perhaps I lack maturity. Goodness knows it’s not my strong point. Perhaps I need new friends who have the same fiscal mindset…

Quick, what’s the phone number for Mr. and Mrs. Smith???

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