Several years ago, I was invited to a relative's wedding. Mrs WBill and I were most certainly the poor churchmice there, for the entire weekend. In sitting around yakking with many of the guests, it was quickly apparent that I was way, way, way out of my league.
The guys, for the most part, were pretty down to earth. There was one who was complaining at length about having to land his private jet in San Jose, instead of Carmel (Do you have a frame of reference for problems like that? I certainly don't...) But otherwise, we talked about kids, and baseball, and how to get crabgrass out of our lawns, and normal guy things.
Per my wife, the women were a little more difficult. One in particular - my cousin married her because she was blonde, beautful, and if a thought ever crossed her mind it would die of lonliness.... Anyway, this woman complimented my wife on her dress, and asked who made it for her.
My wife replied that she had just bought it at Belk's. The bimbo leaned forward conspiratorially and said "Oh, that's OK dear, I like to go slumming occasionally, myself".
Mrs WBill said that nothing mean-spirited was intended by it - this lady just never considered that normal people just walk into stores and buy clothes off the rack.
"Shocked" wouldn't really describe my feelings. It was just an eye-opener. Otherwise, Mrs WBill and I had a great time. The wedding was a real stunner.
Reminds me of this video from comedian Brian Regan. Forward to about 2:40:
Brian Regan: I walked on the Moon
I had the opposite experience with the other side of the spectrum. A few weeks ago, I attended a birthday party for a little girl where there were only welfare moms in attendance. Believe me, that will make you feel out of place too. I'd consider us to be lower middle class Wal-Mart type shopping family, but that was a little bit of a culture shock for me.