How do you define being a Snob!

NO! Employing people is not being snobbish! It is helping the economy!
We actually employ the MPs as they are payed for through our taxes.
Although, sometimes I wonder?
I worked put once that the tax I paid, paid the salary of the person who taxed me in the IR!
If they sacked that person would their be any need for me to pay tax?

Jingl - let me get this straight. I have nothing against cleaners. I have worked as cleaner myself in years gone by when I needed money. If my cleaner wanted me to call her Mrs X then I would, I would also pay her above the going rate as I pay everybody well, who helps us.
No doubt you will have something to say about that - perhaps that is also being a snob, to employ people at all, never mind expecting them to call you Mrs or Mr XYZ

Hey, I shop at m&s!
Thanks to whoever it was that pointed me to their outlet. I bought 3 dresses

You make perfect sense, nellie. People use 'snob' as a label for people they are afraid might show them up in some way!

You're right, nelliedeane, no one should call you a snob just because you choose to take care of your appearance (and what on earth's wrong with shopping at M&S?)! It is indeed more about the people who said those things to you and their feelings of insecurity, perhaps.

Maniac also worked in pharmacies for many years for a large household name where sir and madam where the by word,some times as a shy 15 year old I wasnt sure which gender I was addressing through long hair (hippy) and strange clothing ,and very 'broad' dressing .Would love to say words of wisdom how I dealt with it.....have had people over the years say I am a snob because I like to dress smartly and take care care with my appearance,have also been called a snob because I like to shop in M&S, I think snob is in perpective of the person who sees it, not in the actions of the person who does it,this may not make sense as I am not well educated and perhaps not explaining very well...plus have had a glass of wine,not a good combination ..hic...[wine grin]

I've been in two of those, in Pompeii.
maniac you'll have to go there if you haven't been. When we're in Naples?

Was it a brothel?

Were some of them men, Maniac?

Why was it inappropriate, Maniac?

jeni I also had that problem in pharmacies where I worked -reminding counter assistants taking in prescriptions that some patients did not have a 'Christian' name.
Had one older assistant who always called addressed customers as'madam'-quite inappropriate in that location.
When I asked her not to she said she had been'properly brought up and trained'!!

When I did some scuba diving and was learning to use the underwater compass, one of my friends told the diving instructor that I needed a compass to go shopping!

I also read maps for pleasure, butty, but I can't hold them in my head in spite of their fascination .

What a lucky woman your sister is, Greatnan! I hope she appreciates you

My lovely sister has no sense of direction. We were staying in an hotel once and she turned the wrong way out of the bedroom every day for two weeks.
She cannot tell left from right and as she has never driven she cannot give me directions, even if she has been to a place dozens of times.
She is also habitually late, which drives me mad. She has caused me so much cost and inconvenience by missing planes, trains and coaches that I have paid for. When I ask her why she is late, she says she had to finish painting the hall, or had to dry her hair........I have often wanted to say 'Why the bl**dy hell didn't you start sooner?' - but I don't.
I am never late, and usually arrive at airports with four hours to spare (unless Singapore Airlines makes me late for my connection!)...

In spite of her annoying ways, I love my sister dearly and I have taken her on holiday every year for the last 50 years - when I was married we used to take her and her children away as her husband was a lazy, selfish pig.
I am going to Manchester next month to bring her back with me for a holiday here. I have made all the arrangements, including assistance at the airports, hired a folding wheelchair, paid for both our flights and for a week's car hire in Manchester so I can take her for days out - all she had to do was renew her passport. What a performance - she can't find her old one so she has to get her photo counter-signed. The first lot of photos were rejected because she did not have the seat in the photo booth high enough.
Then she said she did not know any professional people to sign the new photo. She got a friend of her DIL to sign it but forgot to get the woman's passport number. The woman has gone away for a week's holiday.
I have to give her passport details to Easyjet so I won't be relaxed until she has her passport. I started asking her to renew her passport before Christmas but she said she couldn't afford it.

The trouble with being very efficient is that you have to spend your life picking up the pieces behind inefficient people!

I used to visit patients at home (remember those days?) and frequently couldn't find my way out of the room again

Admit I read maps for pleasure too...and dictionaries!!

My husband is a map freak fan and reads them for pleasure, I am a sat-nav girl who could get lost in her own garden.

I used to have to travel to addresses all over the SW, I had maps of practically every town in the region! I got quite good at reading a map for the next bit, then stopping and reading next bit, Bournemouth was one place I couldn't cope with! I always ended up at the Frizells roundabout. Another place in the wilds of Devon I had to drive through a farmyard to get to.

super, my ex was like that. He had/has a rotten sense of direction - despite a geography degree. If we got lost when he was driving, it was my fault; if we got lost when I was driving, it was still my fault.
I used to love my atlas but I loathed geography classes.

Soop - I think that is a fairly common male trait! I won't have a sat-nav because I absolutely love maps and I find that getting lost is the best way to get to know an area. When I was a child, I used to read atlases for fun - my geography teacher loved me.
I do stop and ask the way if there is anybody around, but as I am mostly exploring very isolated mountain roads there is rarely anyone to ask.

We've been known to 'get lost' on countless occasions. My first thought - Stop and ask at this so-and so. Husband's first thought - let's drive for at least another 30 minutes before doing just that.

I had a map but you can't read a map when you're driving and anyway, it didn't seem to agree with the ground. My mobile is a cheapo because I don't need anything else so it doesn't do satnav. No, Scotland isn't deficient. How dare you suggest it?!

I might be though!

What's wrong with stopping and asking anyhow?

No map? No mobile with satnav on?
Is Scotland it deficient?

I got lost The car led me astray (no sat nav) on my way to soop's hospital so I stopped at a fuel station and asked someone. He called me 'pal', as Glaswegians do.

Luvver or me luvver, round ere