A bunch of my friends and I lived in the same apartment building – so our parties were pretty awesome.
For whatever reason I can’t remember, I decided to call it a night around 2 a.m. and walk across the hall back to my own apartment.
Moments later, there was a knock on the door. A couple giggly drunk girls asked where the party host keeps his forks.
I said, “Um. In his kitchen, presumably?”
They looked at me wide-eyed and said, “Oh my god, where are you from?”
“I’m from here.”
They were shocked.
Later, I had to ask someone if “presumably” is that uncommon of a word and if it really is odd that it’s a part of my regular vocabulary.
From a young child, I took the things I learned in English classes to heart. Standard English was the name – to master it was my game. Don’t as me why. Maybe it’s a language thing. I’m the same way when learning/teaching myself foreign languages. Also, I like sounding intelligent and well read. (Correction – I am intelligent and well read. And I like to show that with my speech.) For this reason, I’ve been called things like “white girl” and “oreo.” As if proper English only belongs to white people?
Some people even thought my family was rich based solely on the way I speak.