X-POP3-Rcpt: josht@kramer Date: Thu, 08 Aug 1996 09:28:18 -0700 From: Carlos Siros <seven13@earthlink.net> Organization: seven13 To: josht@janeshouse.com Subject: Looking for a few good Jokes X-URL: http://www.janeshouse.com/rants/ Hey Josh: My name is Carlos. I am in search of a few good "yuppie" jokes. Can you help me? Nice page. CuCybe! Carlos
I am a yuppie.
I had hoped this day would never come. From my early days as a part-time
bicycle mechanic and college dropout to today I had not understood just
how far my journey had taken me. In 1986, I had just dropped out of school.
I was making the princely sum of $6.50/hour at Laughing Alley in Allston, and
I had a roommate who was cool in a great apartment in the Fenway (right
behind Star Market - it's a condo now). We could see into Fenway Park from the
living room window, and 1986 was a good summer for that. I wasn't yet a
computer dweeb. I had a girlfriend (she lived in Milford, and had a car - this
was important then), and I had an old Everex 286 that I used to write on and play
NFL Football on with my friends. Life was simple, and I was nearly
broke all the time, but it was fun.
The next year, I took a job at BU, doing computer training and support.
I hadn't even seen a Mac since I lived in the dorms, but I faked my way through
the interview well. Later that year, Jane came to work there (her sister used
to be an Apple rep, and helped her get the job after college), and we started dating.
She moved in with me about a year later, into the condo I was living in by then.
I was turning into an adult, though I didn't realize it yet. I had a couple of different jobs
after that, and I left school for good (after trying to go back), and in 1990, frustrated
by yet another car break-in, we moved to Salem. My freshman roommate, Gordon Travis,
had been out to Endicott College (in Beverly, the next town) on a date when we were
roommates and, to us, that was practically Canada, it was so far away. Now I lived
there. My last real Halloween party (a long-time Josh tradition) was held that year.
I proposed to Jane two months later, in December 1990. A month later, I got my first
real job (at Computer Town, a Mac reseller). The following fall, I was married, and
Adlife hired me in the summer of 1992. A year later, we bought our house... It's been
a blur since. My income has climbed, so has Jane's. According to the statistics, we are
an upper-middle class household. I turned thirty this past spring.
I think that I still have the same values that I had then, but I can't quite remember
what they were. My friend Flip just had his first child (a girl), and I tell him
that next thing he knows, he'll be voting for Republicans and bitching about his
taxes. I find myself cursing the noisy kids when I go to the park.
Yesterday, I went to look at Volvos. I think I'm going to buy one this fall.
And unfortunately, Carlos, that is my yuppie joke.