It’s Friday night, I’m bartending, group of six come in, three guys, three girls. We get to talking, they’re in from Chicago for a wedding.
After serving the first round, six beers, one guy nods his head to me, says, I’ll take the round. Everybody else is busy talking. I grab his card, run it, give him the receipt to sign.
One of his buddies exclaim, DUDE. What are you doing?!? We’re not DOING that, you paying for the drinks. We don’t want your BOUJEE money.
He smiles, says, dude. Don’t worry about it.
Later on, the group leaves, except for Mr. Boujee. We get to chatting, I say, I can kind of imagine what the word boujee infers, but where does it come from?
He says, ya know, bourgeois. Bourgeois money.
And that’s the thing right there for all you haters. If you just give in to the notion, you really can learn something from Millennials.