Cast: Three high schoolers and me, sitting across from them on the crosstown bus.
Time: 3:30 p.m. A Friday.
High schooler No. 1, in the middle of a conversation about the
coming weekend and their respective country houses:
“I always feel like a stupid rich kid saying we have a place in the Hamptons, you know?”
No. 2. “I never say ‘the Hamptons.’ I just say we go to Long Island.
‘The Hamptons’ sounds, you know…”
No. 3. “I LOVE saying ‘the Hamptons’!
That way people don’t think we’re so rich.
Only renters say ‘the Hamptons.’”
– susan turner pohlmann in the nytimes