at least knowing what it is like to not have money seems to go two ways. The dark path to prosperity gospel is the “I earned this with my hard work and anyone else who wants to can as well so stop complaining about poverty ya lazy bums”
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Same applies for their pets. The “wannabe rich” people I know get Labradoodles or other pure breed puppies from breeders. Meanwhile, every millionaire I know that has a dog got it from a shelter.
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The “assholes who made the money” at least know what it is like not to have money.
Nonetheless, these new-money types are very often real-life assholes. And by that I mean fucking assholes. Can’t say the same in my experience about old-money types.
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I’d be amazed that they even drive. If I were somehow to be made rich, the one thing I would want to change about my life would be to not have to drive anymore. Oh, and an in-ground, heated, Olympic-sized, salt-water swimming pool…but just those two little things.
OMG, I had a grandmother like that. So embarrassing. And after Grampy would leave a tip, she’d sometimes stay behind and take some of it away, ideally while making eye contact with the server. Later when I ended up working in the service industry I thought probably everyone should have to (like civil service) so no one would act like my grandmother…
I think you might be misunderstanding what they’re talking about when they say “rich” and “really rich.” Millionaire hardly counts anymore…
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Pretty accurate.
I had dinner with a billionaire once in a fancy restaurant. Without looking at the menu he ordered two of every appetizer, 5 bottles of their best red wine (one bottle for each couple at $700 each) and then for an entree he just told the waiter what wanted even though it wasn’t on the menu.
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It’s not that they have “middle class tastes” as much as they don’t feel compelled to always order the expensive stuff, go to the expensive places, wear the expensive things.
I occasionally worked with a “old money” person like that and he did take me to the very BEST places. The best taco stand in Mexico City and the posh restaurant that had no prices on the menu. It was one of the best damned tacos I have eaten in the factory district, and the posh restaurant was … posh with superb Mexican “haute cuisine” food and flawless service.
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Mrs. A was old money (in US terms.) Her dad headed up the family law firm, Yale educated and I could name-drop a case you’ve heard of that he worked on. her dad was listed in “Who’s Who”. not Who’s Who In Law. the big Who’s Who. but he was just the living patriarch, the money was way older than he.
Mrs. A drove a Buick Regal wagon with fake wood paneling on the side. Her home with Mr. A , also a successful lawyer, was in the “right” neighborhood, but was honestly on the small side. everything in it was nice and in extremely good taste, but still home-y. no “flex pieces.”
She was nice to be around and would genuinely listen to what you had to say even though we were poor. god, I wish all the rich people I’ve met were like her. In my experience, the “real” rich people were far more likely to have that type of disposition. as a poster above noted, this was certainly rooted in the rich-people culture of “knowing how to treat the help,” (but hey, I’ll take it over the alternative) But being a woman of our time, she seemed able to differentiate between “our family is expected to behave a certain way” and just doing it because being nice is a nice way to be.
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