Yuppie Status

Yesterday, as my roommate and his family joined me for my weekend ritual of morning coffee next to the farmer's market, he declared that this made us yuppies, and was a yuppy activity.  I was horrified!  Then in preparation for this post, I read the urban dictionary definition and I was even more horrified!  If you are pregnant or have heart disease, please refrain from reading that.  Here's a quick recap.  Yuppies = crude words for lady bits and own designer brands.  If you are interested in which designer brands, the answer is...depends on who's writing the entry.  The real answer is, ALL OF THEM.

Here's a quick excerpt:
Yuppies usually have extremely gay names like Spencer, Hunter, Chad, Link, Randolph, Tucker, etc.
Is Jane an extremely gay name?  What does that even mean?

 Here's the merriam webster definition, which is a bit more PC.
yup·pie

noun, often capitalized \ˈyə-pē\

: a young college-educated adult who is employed in a well-paying profession and who lives and works in or near a large city

— yup·pie·dom noun

— yup·pie·ish adjective

 Then I started thinking about my life - more specifically my dining habits.  Let's take a look at the evidence of the charge:

• This preferred morning coffee is delivered in a compostable cup.  I often get it with a delightful almond croissant from another local bakery.  So I like to support local businesses and the environment, is that so wrong?
• Today I raved to my co-workers about a fantastic bento box that I bought nearby.  It was well priced and provided me with enough food for two days.  Of course by food, I mean a variety of vegetables and brown rice.  Everyone knows vegetarians of any kind are a bit self-righteous.  Comes with the territory.
• My favorite part about staying at my sister's house for a week?  Her seltzer machine and the chocolate almond spread from Trader Joe's. Bubbles and chocolate? Yum! I'm a girl - that's the same reason why I like champagne and baked goods.

All signs point to...fuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkk (the ultimate sound of defeat).  I'm a yuppie.   I got all defensive thinking, "No my profession is NOT well-paying," and "I don't own gucci anything!"  Then Jane who hangs at the IHOP in SE DC was like, "please girl, look in the mirror, I think there's a yuppie looking back at you."