Inside the Secret Lives of the Ultra-Rich: Shocking Tales from Luxury Hotels and Restaurants Revealed
Oh yay, I love this one. First and foremost, throw a 6 year old’s birthday party at a tapas restaurant called “______ Wine Company.” Try to feed them tartare. Scoff when your child asks for balloons or French fries. Try to feed them jalapeno creme brulee for dessert. Try to quiz them on picking out scents in wine. Sigh when they don’t care. Keep ordering more wine when they fall asleep on the booth. Complain to in-laws about how exhausting motherhood is. Have to Uber home with a six year old. Everyone else:
Order a walnut salad and then yell at your server for it having walnuts, because you’re allergic.
Yell at server because the top of the creme brulee is… Burnt.
Inquire about the immigration status of the chef.
Tip your server $40 immediately after telling her she “doesn’t look too bright,” tell her she’ll get over it.
Shove your server when he comes to warn you that your reservation on the table is officially past the previously agreed upon time. Scream that he isn’t allowed to touch you back when he tries to disconnect your arm from his collar.
Edit: these were all different people.
Don’t work at any high-class restaurants or hotels, but I currently live in an old yet nice and comfy apartment in Giza (around 20 minutes from the pyramids complex). The landlady is a very nice old lady, probably in her 60s, and is filthy, filthy, filthy rich.
Last year my car had to be repaired after a minor crash for more than a week, and when the landlady found out from the bawabs (doormen) about my situation, she sent one of her English-speaking maids to give me car keys for a BMW 520i, Mercedes-Benz S600, and a brand new Land Cruiser. “The madam insist you use her car until yours is repaired”. I was shocked, of course, and asked her if she still could go around with her lending this much cars to me. “No worry, madam has 12 cars in al-Qahirah”. Okay, I guess… I ended up only using the Land Cruiser because it’s the cheapest one (I think).
Another story is when she knew I would graduate from college soon. She asked me to come visit her place, I did as she asked, and she just gave me a set of keys and some money. “Here, I have nice villa in Ain Sokhna. Go visit it with friend and family, food and drinks is on me, I have maids and cooks there. Car you can use mine, the money is for fuel. Happy graduation.” I told her that I just couldn’t take it, but she just shooed me away and told me to return her keys only after I really visited the villa. Haven’t gone to the place yet, but I will soon enough when I have time.
Ridiculous, yeah, but in a really good way.
I play poker for a living and every now and then some rich guy will sit down and start going all in every hand for $300-500 without looking at his cards.
One day I was in a game where a guy was betting $1000-3000 dollars without looking at his cards. It was insane to me but for him I guess it wasn’t that much money.
I’ve got a pretty good one! I work at a luxury property in California, and we had the co-founder of a large payment processing company stay with us a while back. He only liked to sleep on his own bed, so when he woke up that morning, he paid a team to load his bed into a truck and have it delivered to our property. We then removed the bed in his luxury suite and setup his bed that his team had brought us. He only stayed with us one night and the process was done to send the bed back home the following day. It kind of blew my mind that he went through all that trouble, just so he could always sleep on his own bed. To each their own, I guess!
I know it may be technically off topic, but I worked IT (computer tech) in a small, tourist ski town and had a few run ins with properly rich people.
The worst was a local lawyer. Called for support because his email wasn’t working. I showed up (no one at my office would take the call, but I was young and eager for work) and asked “What’s the problem?”
He told me he didn’t have time to explain the problem. That his time was too valuable and I should just “figure it out” because that’s what he paid me for. Let me assure you, as someone that bills by the hour, I definitely made that one work.
The others are actually way more positive. Though also super-wealthy.
1) Old lady calls up, computer has a virus. Show up at her “condo.” To be clear, “condo” is 4-stories, directly on the ski slope, with a private elevator and dedicated movie theater.