Shocking Quotes: The Astonishingly Tone-Deaf Comments from the Wealthy Elite
She proceeded to get extremely huffy and ask how her dogs were going to see to get into bed and a manager needed to ‘fix this right now’.
Trying to keep my composure, I explained I was the manager and asked for a bit more information.
Turns out this lady had a separate house built for her Cavalier King Charles Spaniels on her property complete with televisions, beds and a person to care for them after 8pm when she was done with spending time with them.
She eventually ordered the lights and brought one of the dogs into the showroom when she came to collect her goods. It was the most unsoscialised dog I have ever seen and yapped loudly the entire time, disrupting my other customers and snapping at a child who tried to pat it.
She was gobsmacked when I explained due to the fragile nature of many of our displays we had a ‘no dogs’ policy.
She still bought her little hellhounds nearly $6000 worth of crystal chandeliers for their house.
Her story regularly gets retold when we have entitled customers to make ourselves feel better. She is our ‘It could be worse…’ story.
Last week the prime minister of my province said about the lack of appartement and the price of those available. « You can easily get one for 500$ and that can raise to 800$ – 900$. » But the reality is for 800$ you can afford one room in colocation. The reality is starting at 1500$ and rise up. After he try to justify by saying he was talking for the student. But the problem it’s not the student who get in the street caused by speculation and reno-viction. It’s the family’s. Even when the 2 parents are working. And the other who get homeless built a tents camp and they also been kicked out. Nowhere to go the curfew etc.
BTW her’s it’s only 3 months of not cold temperatures.
“If you don’t like your job, go find another instead of b******g about it.”
Well gee, it’s as if I never thought about finding a new job in the first place. The worst part was this was said by a person that didn’t even work.
I dated a man who was the son of a wealthy businessman. The family made millions and they paid the son $150k a year to manage the company newsletter. He literally just put out a two page newsletter quarterly.
The family was going to Paris for holiday and invited me to go. I was in college and made $14k a year.
Everyone was upset I wouldn’t go. Businessman offered me a $50k loan until I could liquify some assets. He was shocked to learn I didn’t have any.
Anything Ben Shapiro says. He does not understand working class Americans.
“Sell it to *who*, Ben?! Sell it to WHO?!”
Also upper middle class kids who think it’s easy to move cities or internationally, or travel in general.
Growing up we were so goddamned poor. So poor. It’s awful and to this day I am a bit of a miser, and fairly insecure about presentation and lifestyle. I strongly suspect the reason I can’t date is I can’t afford to not live with roommates. Stop telling poor people to “get your s**t together” as adults. We’re f*****g trying you knobs!
“Who thinks fresh flowers are a waste of money? I LOVE buying tons of fresh flowers all the time!”.
My ex bought a 10k massage chair, but wouldn’t buy PSN to play CW because she had to buy clothes to match the purpose. She also didn’t know how to cook, lived in her own house and was a horse riding champion.
She was tone deaf to some things not all, like she knew the struggles, and knew things, but somethings she didn’t get. It honestly broke me a bit when I broke up with her, but you know, things happen.
“Depression and anxiety shouldn’t affect you that much. Just pick yourself up”.
That because of a fire in their own private condo they were forced to live in a FEMA trailer like people after hurricanes. Problem: This woman had an apartment rented (funded by insurance) in the most expensive apartment complex in the city but it was apparently the equivalent of FEMA trailer. My jaw literally dropped and I’ve never forgotten that and it still makes my skin crawl especially after surviving and helping out with Hurricane Floyd in my hometown seeing people lose everything and fleeing Katrina from college.
My doctor told me that I should get private lessons at the gym since public lessons aren’t allowed with our restrictions. She said “what else are you going to spend your money on?”
I told her I rent, food, phone plan, meds, and a bus card is more than my wage.
I was once told to never reveal a good deal. They said I should make it seem like I paid full price.
Just last week I was at home with my GF and she invited a friend of hers for a coffee.
The guy has a pretty rich GF and he was telling us some aneddote.
