Fendi, Lexus, and Prada

One of the reasons I think that I do not enjoy my job has to do with my co-workers. Although they are nice enough, I have absolutely nothing in common with my two semi-age related counterparts and it makes me uncomfortable. First there is J - thirty, married young, divorced young and is subsequently bitter about the subject, very career focused, carries a huge Fendi purse, wears a Prada jacket, super high heals and the latest fashion, and is due to have her first (and probably only - it was a big oops) child in August. Then there is Q - old family money, drives a lexus, has all of his laundry sent out, parents bought his education and his enormous brand new house, is married to malibu barbie, looks like he just stepped out of a Banana Republic ad, nice but quiet. Then there is me, a little quiet and plain, drives a corolla and has a little house with a big mortgage and even bigger student loans. Shops for work clothes at Kohls, carries a coach wristlet, and doesnt wear much makeup at all. I do my own laundry, and I'm not really into the bar scene or having a fantastic career, for that matter. Really, I just want to make enough money to pay the bills and go on a few vacations and have a nice, quiet little life with Josh.

I grew up in the UP - I've never really known people who drove those kinds of cars, or had tons of money, or carried Fendi purses - and its just not me, and I'm okay with that, but I think my co-workers look down on me because I'm not like them - I dont have the same wants or maybe the same priorities I guess. Not that I really care, I just don't feel very accepted sometimes.