I grew up wealthy. I suppose this doesn’t go for all family’s but I wasn’t allowed to take friends home with me after school. I didn’t really get why until when I got older my parents said they didn’t want our peers to treat us differently seeing how we lived.
having a woman called lupita wander through your house cleaning and helping with stuff even though shes not related to youbut you keep forgetting her name and just keep changing it up everytime cuz you dont even know or care what you called her the first time so she is always unsure if your calling her or not so it always takes a minute for her to answer you
No one values you. Every relationship you have is transactional. Wealth demands an uncanny amount of attention, energy and resources to manage. In any given day more people are trying to contact you than there are minutes in the day. You don’t own the money, the assets or resources; they own you.
Health issues plague everyone. Mental illness doesn’t just go away. Autoimmune disorders don’t dissappear.
Spouses still cheat.
Parents still die.
Kids still get sick and struggle at school, even when extra help can be bought. Bullying exists whether you’ve got lots of money or not.
Trusting the people you hire as help to actually do good by you. Ie that your cleaner doesn’t subtly steal from you, your personal assistant doesn’t share or save your most important information, your driver doesn’t put extra miles on your car for his personal use, your property manager actual gets things fixed for the price they say etc etc. You always have to watch your back.
The richest people I ever met only complained about not having enough room for their food in their TWO massiveeee fridges. They had a huge kitchen and a backup storage sort of kitchen. It was crazy for me when I stayed with them for a few days, because at home there’s usually only enough food to eat once a day, and it’s always cheap food. The rich family had everything fresh and anything I could ever want. I gorged myself on fresh grapes and cheese for snacks and it was just crazy to me that people have that much fresh food in their house to the point they complain.
I think “our slice of time” is really the more important factor in comparing wealth, much more than “compared to the big houses down by the lake in our city, compared to the impoverished nations we vaguely know of in Africa” that share our same spot in time.
The idea of consuming endless entertainment on a magical little box is an affluenza almost all of us have now, a wild magic that the richest king in history barely could have imagined, and now for $50 for a bottom of the line smartphone you can enter into that universe. The internet you get on that device is more or less what a rich person gets.
Deciding how many “carbon credits” to buy so you can have multiple estates and private jets and lecture people about doing their part to stop climate change
Oddly specific but: Finding a way discard your parents/grandparents extensive collection of African big game taxidermy (and no, I am not the rich person with this problem lol).
What if this rich person was one of the most generous people you know with both time and money, bestowed good values on their kids, and was the best listener ever?
I can’t really answer this without sounding pompous. It seems like a never ending navigation through an ocean of people who want to rip me off. Including family.
In my youth (early 20’s) I was on vacation with my dad and had dinner with a group. In that group was a man who had been an upper manager at a fortune 500 company and had retired at age 45. He had 3 homes; London, Washington DC and San Francisco. He had cars clothes and staff at each location. He was very polite and during dinner he explained exactly how much of a hassle living like that was. In short, the more stuff you have, the more your stuff has you. There is always something broken or in need of service/maintenance. It is usually where you are not and must be dealt with at an inconvenient time. Yes he had staff, but whenever there was staff turnover he had to find people he could trust to replace them. He concluded by saying that owning a single house and renting vehicles and lodging at other locations was a far better plan and he planned on selling the DC and San Francisco homes.
I had always thought that if you were rich enough to have staff, you did not worry about day to day problems, but that meeting gave me a new perspective and insight on the realities of that level of wealth.
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Lack of privacy
Trying to find a parking spot within 5 miles of their vacation home.
Diarrhea
I grew up wealthy. I suppose this doesn’t go for all family’s but I wasn’t allowed to take friends home with me after school. I didn’t really get why until when I got older my parents said they didn’t want our peers to treat us differently seeing how we lived.
probably finding someone who really loves you
Forgetting how many homes they own.
Having rich people problems
Money
Too many bedrooms and not enough people to fake liking each other in them
The poor rising up a d wanting to eat them.
Cocaine
having a woman called lupita wander through your house cleaning and helping with stuff even though shes not related to youbut you keep forgetting her name and just keep changing it up everytime cuz you dont even know or care what you called her the first time so she is always unsure if your calling her or not so it always takes a minute for her to answer you
Happiness apparently
Too many peasants demanding more taxes.
Constant harassment from charities, political parties, distant (and not so distant) relatives, and all sorts of other people who want money.
Everyone asking them for money and getting pissed when they don’t give it to them
Not enough garage space for their oldtimers.
When the cheese shop doesn’t have valet parking
The same as everyone else except no money worries.
All this bellyaching by the working class and poor; let them eat cake !
Forgetting the name of your third child because the nanny always handles introductions.
Getting shot in broad daylight because you decide to deny healthcare to the poors.
Jealous family members who expect you to now pay for everything. You see this often with celebrities where they have to cut off parts of their family.
My sister’s husband is a successful athlete, and the worst part about it is his parents and uncles constantly asking for handouts.
peoples behaviour to them being heavily influenced by knowing their wealth. Seing people being authentic or honest gets super, super hard.
Well, I’m not rich, so I really cannot answer this question.
Staying out of other people’s business and life. They can’t let other’s be happy. They see them as disposable slaves.
Talking rich people, not those of you who think you are rich.
Running out of Grey Poupon
Luigi
Family trust management
The burden of not paying taxes
Peasants
No one values you. Every relationship you have is transactional. Wealth demands an uncanny amount of attention, energy and resources to manage. In any given day more people are trying to contact you than there are minutes in the day. You don’t own the money, the assets or resources; they own you.
Health issues plague everyone. Mental illness doesn’t just go away. Autoimmune disorders don’t dissappear.
Spouses still cheat.
Parents still die.
Kids still get sick and struggle at school, even when extra help can be bought. Bullying exists whether you’ve got lots of money or not.
They are much more likely to be a victim of crime
Stupidity and insatiable greed
Not having anonymity.
Not knowing if your friends are just hanging around for you or for your money.
Having your old friends start calling or hanging around more because now you have money.
Should we get a house in Malibu or Beverly hills…
Trusting the people you hire as help to actually do good by you. Ie that your cleaner doesn’t subtly steal from you, your personal assistant doesn’t share or save your most important information, your driver doesn’t put extra miles on your car for his personal use, your property manager actual gets things fixed for the price they say etc etc. You always have to watch your back.
Who cares? They can all DIAF with their minimal problems and destruction of the US and world economy.
Estate Related Issues
Probably not knowing how to do stuff like cooking, working on your car, cleaning as someone just does it for you
The richest people I ever met only complained about not having enough room for their food in their TWO massiveeee fridges. They had a huge kitchen and a backup storage sort of kitchen. It was crazy for me when I stayed with them for a few days, because at home there’s usually only enough food to eat once a day, and it’s always cheap food. The rich family had everything fresh and anything I could ever want. I gorged myself on fresh grapes and cheese for snacks and it was just crazy to me that people have that much fresh food in their house to the point they complain.
Not knowing if someone enjoys your company or just your wealth.
Their wallet is too small for their $50s
and their diamond shoes are too tight
Worrying about losing money
Rich relative to what?
I think “our slice of time” is really the more important factor in comparing wealth, much more than “compared to the big houses down by the lake in our city, compared to the impoverished nations we vaguely know of in Africa” that share our same spot in time.
The idea of consuming endless entertainment on a magical little box is an affluenza almost all of us have now, a wild magic that the richest king in history barely could have imagined, and now for $50 for a bottom of the line smartphone you can enter into that universe. The internet you get on that device is more or less what a rich person gets.
Maintaining the wealth. Inflation and economic crashes suck.
Not knowing if the people in your life are in your life because of you as a person or what you potentially can provide for them.
Dealing with the public outcry after you wasted enough money to feed an entire community for a 10 min flight in space.
Can’t find a good investment for all their extra money.
Too many options.
Money
Deciding which car to drive today.
Finding a place to store the pallets of cash.
Not being happy despite having everything
Idk, I’m poor
Extreme jealousy from others
Stepping over poor
Money.
You would legit never know whether someone loved you for you or for your money
Sometimes the breaker goes out on their heated driveway. It’s a real bitch, I’m sure.
Who gives a shit what problems rich people have. Fuck em
Excluding the military, dying in helicopter crashes
Having your children love the nanny more than you.
Private jet landing and parking fees.
People not understanding that money can’t fix everything.
Deciding how many “carbon credits” to buy so you can have multiple estates and private jets and lecture people about doing their part to stop climate change
Mass Graves.
dying in a helicopter
“It’s so hard to find good help.”
Fearing that one day the masses will achieve class consciousness and from there things will go the way of 1789 France for them.
I know nobody in MY Tax bracket is worried about that.
Who to fuck over next.
Getting donation shamed when the shamers don’t donate themselves
Several – security, people asking for money, paranoid about maintaining the status, do people like me for me, etc.
Jetlag.
Most people cant afford to leave the county they live in much less fly across multiple time zones.
Managing the household help.
Trying to avoid all of us broke MF’s probably haha
Can’t be sure if they are liked/loved mainly because of their money
Oddly specific but: Finding a way discard your parents/grandparents extensive collection of African big game taxidermy (and no, I am not the rich person with this problem lol).
They think money cannot buy happiness! LOL!
What if this rich person was one of the most generous people you know with both time and money, bestowed good values on their kids, and was the best listener ever?
I can’t really answer this without sounding pompous. It seems like a never ending navigation through an ocean of people who want to rip me off. Including family.
Diamond shoes are too tight.
Paying taxes
Having to remember which butler works at which mansion
Being uppity as hell
In my youth (early 20’s) I was on vacation with my dad and had dinner with a group. In that group was a man who had been an upper manager at a fortune 500 company and had retired at age 45. He had 3 homes; London, Washington DC and San Francisco. He had cars clothes and staff at each location. He was very polite and during dinner he explained exactly how much of a hassle living like that was. In short, the more stuff you have, the more your stuff has you. There is always something broken or in need of service/maintenance. It is usually where you are not and must be dealt with at an inconvenient time. Yes he had staff, but whenever there was staff turnover he had to find people he could trust to replace them. He concluded by saying that owning a single house and renting vehicles and lodging at other locations was a far better plan and he planned on selling the DC and San Francisco homes.
I had always thought that if you were rich enough to have staff, you did not worry about day to day problems, but that meeting gave me a new perspective and insight on the realities of that level of wealth.
Having so much money, you have to weigh it on your bathroom scale to count it.