first step to recovery?

my name is jasmine and i'm a snob.

a full-fledged, unrelenting, judgmental snob.

my snobbish impulse raises it's ugly head most often where i hear people talking about clubs they like, restaurants they like, etc. and i find myself audibly "ugh"-ing and rolling my eyes, thinking, "oh my god, that place is AWFUL, i can't believe they like that place." or "okay, that idiot OBV. knows nothing about good food or the restaurant scene in this city!" or "i want to cut my ears off so i don't have to keep listening to these people talking about the meatpacking district. ick!"

total snob. that's me.

at dinner the other night the bartender mentioned that a regular owns a restaurant called "little owl." i burst out, "joey campanaro is a regular here?!" as my friends looked at me like i had two heads because i knew the chef at a restaurant neither of them had ever heard of. and of course i'm sitting there saying, "but who hasn't heard of the little owl?!" in a way that sounded an awful lot like, "do you enjoy being that ignorant? is being stupid fun for you?"

again, i'm a snob.

i think the snobbishness is made worse by the fact that i'm a maven AND an attorney. which means not only do i think i know everything, but that i'm always solidly convinced that my opinions are always right. i will not take a stance on anything until i've thought it out from 15 different angles first. so if you were to disagree with me about anything, i'd likely have 15 different reasons that i'd shove in your face to demonstrate how clearly wrong you are. a common refrain among my friends is that, "jasmine thinks she's always right and she almost always is. it's so annoying of her!"

so not only am i a snob, i'm a really annoying stubborn snob. for this reason, i already feel bad for whatever guy ends up with me in the long run.

emily points out though, quite rightly, that men will put up with a tremendous amount if the sex is good and plentiful enough. and in saying this to a complete stranger sitting next to us at the bar what follows is, "and i KNOW that with jasmine the sex is good and frequent. i've heard from PLENTY of people!" i think she meant it to be flattering but instead it was mortifying and made me feel like the town slut, which i may be, but does everyone really have to know about it?