Stereotypes suck…until they’re true

My whole life I have hated being called white trash.  One time in college a guy from Boston called me that and I almost got into a fist fight with him.  Later that summer, I went to my family reunion in WV (you can see where this is going).  We had to leave early due to my Dad’s work schedule, but he said, “Too bad we’re leaving before the evening entertainment.”  What?  His answer – “They put a $20 bill on top of the pole, then grease it down and watch the kids spend all night trying to get it.”  Fantastic.  My family vine invented the human bug zapper.  I need to apologize to every guy that calls me a hilljack now, before the argument even starts.  Great.