Inside the Secret Lives of the Ultra-Rich: Shocking Tales from Luxury Hotels and Restaurants Revealed
Edit 4: to yall who saw my post history and saw I was struggling a few months back: thank you for your kind words. I am much better and much happier and I got through it. *You are all so lovely*. I wish you all happiness and cheap road trips.
This is more in the vein of a “rich d*******g” stereotype, but my dad used to work as a valet for Lawry’s in downtown Chicago. Some pretty well-known football player came in about 15 minutes before closing with a group of friends. He made them re-open the kitchen, so they could all have steaks. Then they stayed for almost 2 hours after close being really loud and obnoxious and rude to most of the staff. He also tipped everyone horribly, especially considering everyone had to stay later because of him.
In contrast to this guy, there was another NFL player that came in that was not as famous. He was extremely kind to everyone and tipped amazingly. He didn’t drive there, so there was no car for my dad to get, but he asked my dad if he could hail him a cab and when he did he gave him $100 just for that.
I worked at a restaurant in the lobby of a rather nice hotel. There was a rich dude that basically lived there. He would eat in our restaurant every night. Our chef had to hand-pick his steaks from a local butcher. The steaks were f*****g massive. It was always specially prepared just for him. Every f*****g time this fuckstain would take two or three bites and complain to everyone in ear shot that his steak was terrible. Every. F*****g. Time. This dude was odd. He would only drink our cheap wine that we served by the glass. However, he would request that you open a fresh bottle just for him. He couldn’t possible drink a glass of wine out of a bottle that was first opened for someone else. Even if I just opened the wine and poured a glass to the person next to him. That bottle was considered “tainted” to him. If you are that f*****g picky, just buy your own d**n bottle of wine. Victor, f**k you. Oh, and one last thing. He parked in the handicapped spot out front, even though he is not handicapped. But because he spent so much d**n money at the hotel, the managers refused to make him move his car or have it towed.
Worked at a Hilton for a little while. Made about a dime above minimum wage cleaning bathrooms, walkways, polishing brass handrails etc. I walked around with an obvious cleaning cart and was not service staff.
Once, about 2am, this obscenely rich family barged in fighting with each other, generally being asses, and their airport shuttle driver was hauling in case after case of luggage, poor guy. The matriarch of the family snapped me over (pushing a custodial cart) and threw a $50 bill at me, and barked to have the luggage brought to their room. Then they laughed at me for bending over to pick up $50 and laid the rich attitude on thick.
I went “yes ma’am i sure will!” Wheeled my cart away $50 in the black, and took a nap in the way back of the laundry room behind the machines. Oh man, it was so warm and noisy- you could sleep off a nuclear bomb. I miss that spot.
The family wanted my head when their luggage was still in the lobby the next morning. Fortunately i was so anonymous and unworthy of their attention they couldn’t describe me, and the camera worker in security was too hungover to give a s**t.
For all the s**t i got away with, though, that job sucked. The worst was that the place hosted child pageants. Ive never seen such a group of vicariously entitled behavior. Yuck.
Long time lurker here,
Worked abroad at a high end beach club in Greece where all our clients had to speak English as all the staff were Brits. Now this place is fairly top end, tabs at the end are often £20,000 after a week kind of place.
I worked all over but mostly in the restaurant and we had some great ones:
-asked to turn down the volume of the insects in our *outdoor* restaurant
-had a competition with his mate to see if he could get the biggest bar bill of the week
-bought a bottle of rosé costing £60+ just to have a glass
-their villa was 5/10min walk from the club so paid extra for a private driver for the week
-paid for a in-villa host for 3 meals a day for 2 weeks, just for when they wanted to eat in, my friend was the host and she made 5 meals in total
All I can think of at the minute, was a brilliant place to work though, and all in all the guests and staff were brilliant to work for/with, going back this summer!
I work at a Marriot, one that is more expensive than your typical hotel but by NO MEANS a place that millionaires or celebrities would come to, especially because of our suburban location. However that doesn’t mean I don’t often get people who think that because they are paying 150 bucks a night on a Marriot hotel room (honestly not that much but it feels a lot to them) that they can be just as rude and entitled as the other comments on our thread. My favorite little story is the guy who was shooting hoops at our sports court too early in the morning, and when i asked him to stop he just looked at me and threw the ball as far as he could into the parking lot, saying “I’m paying too much to be treated this way. I’m talking to your manager”.
Not working there but saw someone claiming he can fire the waitress cause he has the power.
Not a restaurant/hotel worker. However, we were living in the Bahamas for a few months and to occupy her time my mother volunteered at the school. This got the attention of a rich person. She invited us to Windermere Island… this is the kind of gated area where royalty have estates and you do not get to visit.
The experience was surreal. We realized we weren’t invited to chat, we were summoned to listen and entertain this bored housewife of a Texas oil tycoon. She had no interest in us, just talking about how she thought these kids should be ‘helped’ (she never came to the school). We spent a couple hours there as this lady rambled on with the most twisted thought process… not crazy, just twisted by circumstance. Like a bird in a gilded cage. Then we were dismissed.