class war

I've noticed this troubling trend at work lately. As with most places we have a sort of hierarchy of personnel: supervisors, techs, phlebotomists, clerks. Well at one time we all ate together during breaks. But then we started to get more Filipino workers, and at some point I guess somebody said something about the smell of their food and not in a..."mmmmm, what's that??" kind of way but more of a...."jesus, what's that?!?!" kind of way (at least that is what Erlinda told me when I asked her why they started to eat at a different table, which I really didn't blame her cause I feel like I need to find somewhere else to eat a lot of times too). So then a lot of the front desk people started quitting and a bunch of new people started coming in. And the new people started sitting with the Filipino ladies at another table. So now during our breaks we have this total classist elitist table arrangement going on...and it bothers me a lot...and I don't think anybody else notices it, which bothers me more, the whole subversiveness of it. So I think I belong at the "other" table, cause they are mostly younger people of color who I would probably relate to a lot more (or maybe not, just being the same age group as other people doesn't automatically imply a connection, and most of the people of color in Kentucky have wholly different experiences growing up as a person of color than I do)...seriously I have nothing to contribute when it comes to discussions of grandchildren, menopause and other older people afflictions, and planning for retirement. But at the same time, it would probably create some tension if I left "our" table for the "other" table cause I have been sitting with these people for three years. Its a conundrum.
On a side note, I almost have enough miles for a free domestic flight. I wonder where I should go...someplace fabulous like San Francisco or Vegas or New York? Someplace relaxing and beautiful and quiet like Telluride? Ah, who am I kidding, I'll end up going to visit my family in Tacoma....maybe I'll save up a few more miles and upgrade to first class. That would kick ass, cause they always sit us fat people together on airplanes, and frankly I could use the elbow room.