I find myself wondering if I’m a hipster. Typically something at work triggers my questioning of hipster-ism. And then yesterday, Pandora asked me if I wanted to listen to Hipster Holiday Radio. Apparently my music preferences align with hipster according to Pandora’s algorithm. So I decided to see what hipsters are all about before I could self-identify.After reading Wikipedia’s and Urban Dictionary’s definition of a hipster, I realize I fit the description. According to Wikipedia:
The hipster subculture typically consists of white millennials living in urban areas. The subculture has been described as a “mutating, trans-Atlantic melting pot of styles, tastes and behavior” and is broadly associated with indie and alternative music, a varied non-mainstream fashion sensibility (including vintage and thrift store-bought clothes), generally progressive political views, organic and artisanal foods, and alternative lifestyles. Hipsters are typically described as affluent or middle class young Bohemians who reside in gentrifying neighborhoods.
But to be a true hipster I can NEVER call myself one. Touche. Also, I don’t want to suggest that Wikipedia and Urban Dictionary are primary resources. I’m just specifically mentioning them as two of the sources I reviewed.
So the reason I am posting about hipsters is because there is a low-level form of bullying at work that I endure on a weekly basis. It has caused me to feel like I don’t fit, I don’t belong, and that I’m not equal. Am I back in high school? Possibly. Does it feel comforting that I fit into a subculture. Yes. Is it ok to be different? Absolutely. Sometimes I just need to remind myself of my self-worth, values, and weirdo-ness. It’s not me… It’s you.