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My son took the SSAT this morning at a nearby prep school. To drop off, I got in line behind the Mercedes SUV, Mercedes sedan, Porsche, Lexus, and Range Rover.
Just for yucks, when it was time to pick him up a few hours later, I decided to get in line in my husband's spare car, a rusty 1991 Nissan Altima with missing hubcaps. It's the small things.
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Posted by: Rocky | April 21, 2012 at 06:52 PM
Presumably has a bumper sticker that says "My other car is also a rusted out 1991 Nissan Altima."
I didn't realize you had to take the SSAT to get into Walter Johnson these days, but I guess it was inevitable.
Posted by: Justafed | April 22, 2012 at 12:08 PM
I took my son to the SSAT in Feb., had to drive nearly 45 min. to get to the closest testing location (G-town Prep), and being from outer snoburbia (Annapolis area), marveled at the number of diplomatic license plates in the lot.
Posted by: Allie | April 22, 2012 at 02:44 PM
Good for you! We drove old hulks when our kids went to a local prep school. Proud of it, too. After all, it was the education that mattered, not the transportation to get there.
Posted by: Dragon Lady | April 23, 2012 at 03:25 PM
" You can't judge a book by it's cover."
Posted by: Biblio Angst | April 24, 2012 at 04:43 AM
OMG That is awesome!
We have an old pick-up that we use for hauling brush to the dump and things like that. Sometimes I run errands with it on the way back. Here in Outer Snoburbia, it is amazing how many comments I get about it! I was expecting snobby "that's so awful" comments. After all, it's a rust bucket with a rifle rack that gets MAYBE 10 mpg. Instead, I get so many people stopping by to wax nostalgic about it. Who knew three on the tree was so wonderful?
It makes me think that the snoburban excess we all tease about is really a veneer.
Posted by: Queen of the Weezils | April 24, 2012 at 08:47 AM
This reminds me of how we always take my husband's 1990 Buick with the paint peeling off to Tysons Galleria.
Posted by: Anonymous | April 24, 2012 at 04:24 PM
This sounds like reverse snobbery to me.
Posted by: Doris | April 25, 2012 at 05:55 AM
I think you're right, Doris! Like how after an article about overpriced extravagant weddings, you get people talking about how they did their wedding on spare change and they are still married after upteen years.
Guilty as charged.
Posted by: Queen of the Weezils | April 27, 2012 at 05:19 AM
When my husband and I were engaged, I attended a bridal shower at an estate in Potomac. My then-fiance showed up to pick me up in his rusted-out, gray 1979 Celica and the groom's father almost called the cops on him. I still think of it every time I drive down River Road through Potomac.
Posted by: Karris | April 30, 2012 at 03:44 PM
When I was learning how to ride a motorcycle, I would often ride through Kentlands. (Technically not Snoburbia Proper, but man do they try.) One middle aged man yelled at me for bringing down property values. At the time I was on a 650cc cruiser-style bike, a single cylinder with stock pipes that sounded no louder than a sewing machine.
Now that I moved up to the world of Harley Davidsons with after-market pipes, I always cut through Kentlands to get to Rt. 28.
Posted by: Queen of the Weezils | May 01, 2012 at 05:08 AM
Completely OT, but doesn't anyone care about the Capitals (2nd round of playoffs), the Nationals, or the Redskins (just finished drafting)? On a more related note, can you picture Jayson Werth (particularly as he looked during spring training) or Bryan Harper (someone said he looked like a ferret was humping the back of his head) in Snoburbia? I'll give you the clean-cut Zimmerman(n) boys. . .
Posted by: Doris | May 01, 2012 at 06:04 AM
Oops! I meant Bryce Harper!
Posted by: Doris | May 01, 2012 at 08:34 AM
His brother is Bryan. A pitcher in the Nats system.
Posted by: Jack | May 03, 2012 at 09:44 AM
True, "don't judge the book by its cover". For me old school still rocks. Lol. It's really amazing how these things they call "junk" still impress and leave good impressions on their faces. Nice! I'd rather ride a classic than a new one.
Posted by: I Don't Get Drunk T-shirt | March 14, 2013 at 06:44 PM