Tuesday, August 29, 2006 :::
I was standing in line at the market yesterday in between work meetings, sharply dressed in my pressed pants with my matching messenger bag slung casually around my shoulder. I was in a hurry, both to get to my next meeting and to eat the sushi bagel roles that I was eagerly waiting to devour. My Blackberry buzzed, and I instinctively reached to grab it from its cradle on my belt, when I heard a half-laugh/half-tsk grunt coming from the lady behind me in line. I looked up to see the lady staring at me in a way with which I was very familiar: keen judgment. It only took me a second to see myself the way she was seeing me: thirtysomething conservatively-dressed hipster wannabe standing in line to buy sushi and checking his Blackberry. Just describing it, I can hardly stop myself from making a half-laugh/half-tsk grunt at my own expense.
I never even saw it coming, but my transformation into yuppie asshole is apparently complete. I feel sad for myself.
I felt a little better about myself after dripping soy sauce all over my lap while trying to eat the sushi in my scraped-up Hyundai economy car that's missing half of the sideview mirror from when I hit it on the side of my garage over a year and a half ago. Any truly devoted yuppie would be driving a VW of some sort. I'm sure of it.
::: posted by dan at 10:19 PM :: [ link ] :: (22) comments
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Good thing for her you aren't a character from a Bret Easton Ellis novel. I never tisk at the yuppies.
Do you remember how for awhile everybody was getting these stupid acronyms? Buppies (black), guppies (gay), yucas (young urban Cuban American)? I dont have a punchline here, I just hated when that was going on.
By Erik, at 4:57 PM
Funny you say that. I originally had a reference to how I probably looked like Christian Bale preparing for a murderous rampage, but I removed it in fear that people would misunderstand and think that I was trying to associate my looks with that of an attractive movie star. I don't want to be accused of being a conceited yuppie after all.
By dan, at 5:16 PM
By Elle Marie, at 5:43 PM
It's not a sushi bagel, it's a sushi roll that for some reason they name Bagel Roll. It's a normal sushi roll with salmon, avacado, cream cheese, and the usual fixins and it's entirely nummy.
By dan, at 6:04 PM
cream cheese????????????? in a sushi roll..
By , at 7:15 PM
He is in Minnesota. They put cream cheese on everything there. Even Sushi. I am sure the Japanese and east coase hipsters are enraged...
By , at 8:00 PM
You ate sushi with a blackberry?
I wonder if you secretly dislike me?
since I am a eat a chips ahoy 100 calorie pack while pretending to talk on michael's toy cell type of girl
maybe the soy sauce dribbling bridges the gaps...
By Stacy, at 8:25 PM
and you call it "the market"
and I call it cub...really,
thank god for the soy sauce and hyundi common ground
By Stacy, at 8:34 PM
at least you didnt drop the names of your clothing in addition to all other yuppidome phrases. I think I may have puked had I heard Gap, Banana Republic , or The Limited.
Oh, and either a VW or Volvo.
By Wittyguy, at 8:36 PM
She snickered because she's jealous.
I'm proud, we never see any of that around here... if you aren't wearing a belt buckle the size of a hubcap you're a yuppie.
I've had cream cheese in sushi here as well, by the way.
By the other sarah, at 9:15 PM
us volvo-driving northeast folks call it a "Philadelphia Roll." I guess after the cream cheese. My txt-msgng, racoon-eyed, emo kids love it! We put cream cheese on everything, too.
Should I bother reading Ellis? Please advise.
By , at 8:32 AM
If she knew the real you she wouldnít have done thatÖyou are only a 9 Ė 5 surface yuppy.
I shop at the Limited, The Gap and the BRÖbut I donít eat sushi. I drive an Altima, how do Altimaís figure into the yuppy equation? I work in travel; people who work in travel are only in it for the free tripsÖso thatís not yuppy. I live with Dan, so maybe Iím yuppy by association? No, I only see him before 9 and after 5, so Iím alright there. Well, I donít know where else Iím supposed to shop, and if shopping at the Limited is wrong, I donít want to be right!
By Kristina, at 9:38 AM
i thought the yuppies drove bmw's and MB's? . . . or are those only reserved for euro-trash now?
as for the cream cheese . . . it's getting a bit out of hand. (it'called a philadelphia roll here, too). but i digress . . . cream cheese does not belong any where near sushi. (i'm having sushi for lunch today - MMMMMmmmmm.)
read ellis - his work is the epitome of 80's excess and is funny as hell.
By angie, at 10:00 AM
I thought to be a yuppie you need also to be engaged, so you can be saying "my fiance" and "we" all the time. Or at least in a really long relationship. The highlight years of yuppie-ness are when you and your partner are deciding to buy a condo together. There are extra yuppie points if you are merging your finances but not marrying. Or are marrying but keeping your names.
Then you have to have kids. But I think yuppies are expected to be married if they have kids, cos otherwise it is too unorthodox. You should start out with a dog, preferabley the Weimeranner(SP) That is also a good way for yuppies to meet, out jogging with your Weimeranner named "Wrigley" (after the Cubs' stadium)
As an underfunded young person, I can only say that selling out into having a Blackberry and pressed pants land seems like a far off dream.
By The Artist Extraordinaire, at 1:11 PM
Shut up! VW's are great cars.
By Debbye, at 1:22 PM
the worst part is that you wear your blackberry clipped on your belt!!!! EEEEEEK!
By , at 2:30 PM
In Minneapolis, a Philadelphia Roll is a sushi roll with cream cheese and crab meat. A Bagel Roll is a sushi roll with salmon, cream cheese, and avacado, and they even sprinkle on a few sesame seeds. They taste heavenly.
As for the blackberry, it is required by my work, and it's too big to fit in a pocket without looking really wide or overexcited.
By dan, at 5:04 PM
This sounds so familiar...
Oh yeah. That's why.
By e.lucid, at 9:58 PM
"I thought to be a yuppie you need also to be engaged"
Ha Ha...I read that as "enraged" and thought, ah ha! Before I realized I read it wrong...but if it is true then perhaps I'm a yuppie, since I'm always quietly angry lately, in a road-rage-get-outta-my-way sorta way. Like I've been living in a city too long. Not good.
Also, on the west coast, yuppies drive Subarus. At least, the LL Bean wearing, psuedo-outdoorsy, psuedo-intellectual, car-camper yuppies. See? Enraged.
By , at 4:23 PM
uh - sorry lola... i don't know what part of the west coast you're from but up and down california lesbians drive subaru's....
By , at 3:29 PM
lesbians & yuppies are definitely not mutually exclusive and more often then not completely correlated on the west coast. i speak as a former seattlelite.
By Jay, at 2:08 PM
Baby piggy! Dan, you're being very gentle. That's what you say to little kids, "Gentle, Dan, gentle."
By , at 8:57 PM
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