Back in MS, I dated a guy who was, by my small hometown's standards, one of the elite. now by the book's standards, they would not b/c they were not born rich. His family lived in a big house in the "good" (read:white) part of the town and his father was the vice president of one of the few factories too. His mom was in a lot of the prominent (white) organizations and was heavily involved in the school system's politics. However, I guess some of the "old guard" didn't like her too much because she tried to join one of the "right" sororities and got denied. She hated my guts because she felt that I wasn't the "right kind" for her son. I think this was b/c I attended a state school and had a child while her son attended a HBCU that had a snotty rep as one SF stated earlier. When her son wanted to marry me, she lost her mind and started pushing all kinds of "suitable" girls on him. When that didn't work, she cut him off financially and he almost had to drop out of his fancy school. In the end, he decided that money and security and making the "right" impression were more important than love. One of our mutual friends e-mailed me and told me that the guy had married the "right" kind of girl and he is unhappy. He is in a career that his parents thought was "right" for him and he works for his father now. He also tried to join one of the "right" fraternities and was turned down. Our friend passed on some info about how I was doing and when his mother heard about it, she didn't sound at all happy that the "wrong" kind of girl is doing so well for herself.
