When I was a flight attendant, and because I live in the city--for years the only attractive men I ever encountered were gay. I also knew 6 couples who divorced because the husband came out of the closet. I developed the "Gay until proven straight" mindset.
Now, I work in the suburbs in a very affluent area. I see mainly families and noticed my way of thinking has changed. I do not assume all men are gay. I do see a lot of name dropping and people informing me of how wealthy they are which is odd to me. The more someone tells me that-the less I believe that they are wealthy and the more I believe they are insecure.
I grew up in a small town that was demographically mixed. My life was filled with different races, ages groups, stages of life, educational back grounds...I just saw people.

My friend who lives in an upper end suburban neighborhood and is a stay at home mom tells me she sees no one in her neighborhood because they are all so busy working to afford the lifestyle. I would have assumed there were many moms like her and she would have easily made friends because there would be so many in her same boat.
What I am realizing through all this is what you see is what you believe. If you see many racist around you then you may think the world is racist. If you see people cheating on their spouses everywhere you turn you may believe that no marriage can survive. If you see a cute single girl who is older and picky that does not mean that is the reason all singles are not married...
Is what we see and believe always the truth? I do not believe it is. I believe people gravitate toward like people or are thrown together by circumstances and these people are a sampling of the population but not all of a certain group, race, gender, religion does the same things.
Next time I am quick to judge I need to remember I can not believe everything I see!
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What is it about Girl Scout cookies that makes them so good?Is it that we know we only have one chance a year to purchase these cookies? Is it because we remember knocking on doors ourselves selling the cookies in hopes of another badge?What happen to those badges anyway? Did my mother just throw the sash away-not that I really care but I do wonder. My girl scout troop was informed by the mothers that they were tired of leading the troop under the national guidelines and I guess going to the jubilees. We were told that we were reorganizing under local leadership(our mothers) The leadership left the school's tiny projection room where we met and said, "Girls, think of a name and when we return we will start a new club."This was in the 70's and during those years girls did not want to be princesses. We were Charlie's Angles and the Biotic Woman. But the coolest of all was Farrah Faucet. She was not only an Angel but was married to The Six Million Dollar Man. She was sorta the Posh Spice of our day. Glamour married to the Hunk of the Day. It seems women's lib was being played out in these characters who rescued men, women and children in sexy outfits, jet setting and doing it all with good girls friends--our little troop decided we should be name should be "The Foxy Ladies." When our mothers returned from the school cafeteria where they had been visiting and probably playing bridge while waiting on us to name our team/troop (much like The Apprentice) the mothers asked us "What name did you decide on for your club?" We proudly announced we were "The Foxy Ladies!"Well, The Foxy Ladies lasted almost as long as it took for us to decide on the name and less time than an Apprentice episode. My mother stood up and said she would not lead The Foxy Ladies anywhere and the other mothers followed suit. We were never offered leadership under a different name so the moms were probably secretly glad they had an out. I wonder what The Foxy Ladies would have sold or done for a fund raiser? Probably something that said, "Keep on Truck'n" or "I'm with Stupid." Nothing a wonderful as a Thin Mint I am sure!www.PrincessBubble.com