classist?

I met lover boy J for coffee this afternoon -  we met at the 24th Mission Bart station. He was just a notch freaked out because it is a very ethnically mixed area... actually I was a little shaky too, but as far as I can work out these areas are kinder to Asians than Anglos (SHOULD anything happen, which does not necessarily will).

So we went to Philz... arguable the best coffee in SF. Sat on mismatched armchairs drinking sweet, dark coffee... and knowing fully well that we'll be buzzing for hours.

We walked up to 18th St afterwards, as J was meeting the boys for dinner. He asked if I would like to meet them... I had every intention to, but at the end it was a little away from my bus stop and I decided not. Though this is a decision I regretted... he assured me later that they wanted the same, therefore opportunity will be created in very near future :p

I caught the #22 home, the Mission/ Fillmore. Yet again one of the most diverse buses on the Muni line... going from 3rd street (like, the housing commission!) to the Marina (like, Double Bay!)... can the two ever co-exist? Well, kinda. Sorta. You can see the Marina crowd freaking out and sticking to front of the bus. Other people sat down the back. Just for kicks, I sat at the back.

Started thinking whether roomies would venture to these areas. One would, other wouldn't. I am starting to learn of their clicky private school ways... and worst, they don't get it that they're being classist a lot of times. They have a very excluding mannerism about them and its starting to get to me somewhat.

Need to stick it out until salary situation gets a little more comfortable.

Anyway, J and I are doing well.