Being a Snob

Last night my husband offered to pack a lunch for me to take to school the next day. I primly informed him that I had a "standing lunch engagement" for Tuesdays this semester and would not be needing a sack lunch. I declined to mention that this "engagement" is with a friend and frequently her boyfriend as well so I am really unnecessary. Plus the lunch is done by the Methodist student group near campus (The Wesley Foundation) so I am essentially a freeloader. It takes a special sort of hubris to be prim and self-important about your role as a social parasite.