THE WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS

Again, my Husband and I, had a disagreement about the people he chooses to socialize with. I am still perplexed regarding, just how I became this way. Then, I started analyzing myself and the situation. I think that, it is all because how I was raised. I honestly can't remember my parents, exposing us to the wrong type of people or situations. Not that we were a family of, great financial means or anything. In Indinanpolis, we lived in two very small homes. However, they were in nice neighborhoods. Then again, isn't it always that way, in the beginning? Then, the neighborhoods tend to go down hill, later on in years.

A few weeks ago, this same situation arose. This was regarding, some people who my Husband had invited, to join us at the lake. Again, not that they were completely nasty people. Not that, they weren't nice people either. However, they ended up being, just what I expected. They were strange people. The Father, had a forearm tattoo, and had this huge gap between his front teeth. The Son, was unusually quiet, had long girly hair, and wore a wool hat. Keep in mind, that it was nearly 100 degrees that day, at the lake. Also, I couldn't help but notice that, the Father was, looking at me in an sexual manner. He was trying very hard, not to do so. Although, he wasn't doing a very good job at it.

Here's the new problem that I faced last night. My Brothers coed softball team, needs my Husband to fill in. Although, my Brother, wasn't the one who called. I suppose that, he knew better. Another man from the team called. He is far from being one of my favorite people. He is actually riding the "I hate you fence." He and his wife, have been married for about 10 years or so. They also have a very sweet four year old daughter. My probelm with him is. He talks to both his wife and daughter, very disrespectful.

My Husband brought up the point that, she should be the one doing something about that. I agree with him. However, when it comes to the disrespect of women, I am an advocate on behalf of the women. Meaning that, I have lived that, and can't stand to see woman being treated that way. I guess that, I am both disgusted with her and myself for putting up with, such behavior. The times that, I have been around this 30 something man, I have wanted to punch his teeth down his throat. There is far more to this story then, just this one verbally abusive man.

On this coed softball team is, a whole slew of "White Trash." Some of which, joined us at the lake last weekend. It ended up being not that bad of a day. The couple of who I am talking about, ended up being "the life of the party." I told my Husband this, just because they plan on going to the lake with us frequently. Does not mean that, I want to get "thick at thieves" with them socially. He understood where I was coming from, and agreed. Also, my Brother's Ex-Stripper girlfriend, is on that team. Do I even have to graise the surface, of that one?

Having said all of that, I would still like to plead my side of the case. I am by no means, from a family of high financial and social status. Both of my parents, retired from Lucent Technology. They are just quiet, middle-class, senior citizens. I still shop at, The Dollar Tree, The Dollar General, Big Lots, Payless Shoes, and Wal Mart. I frequent other nice stores too. Just not as much, as one would expect. Heck, I don't even get my nails done. I'm not saying that, I'm better then everyone else. Nor, do I act like it.

I just want my Husband, not to revert back to, the kind of folks that he grew up with. It's almost like talking to, a brick wall. Over and over, I have explained, just how far he has come. What is that saying? If you lay with pigs? I can't exactly remember. However, you get the gist. Someone please give me you opinion, I need n opinion!