[quote name='vietgurl']I definately agree here. I had friends whose parents spent thousands of dollars on their prom, paid them through college + gave them tons of spending money, and now that they're on their own, they're complete morons. I saved up two paychecks to pay for my prom dress in school and am currently working my way through school; my last year's roommate in the dorms was super rich and couldn't believe I'd actually "waste my time" for a few hundreds of dollars every couple of weeks. Everytime I'd come back late and tired, she'd tell me that I was stupid and that no one in their right mind would work for less than a few thousand dollars a week. My God, I wish, haha.
I like going over to her apartment though; she has a nice LCD TV, tons of good food, a nice computer, etc. Hopefully it'll come back to haunt her once she graduates, lol.[/QUOTE]
I agree totally. I get a lot of different responses of disbelief when I tell people that I've held 8-9 different jobs up to my Junior year of college (all of which in different regions, and all of which quit for legitimate reasons). I find that a lot of people I've known don't bother with jobs because their parents give them some sort of allowance and spending money...which my mom stopped giving me back either when I was in 10th or 11th grade, and even when I got spending money, it was pretty small (that's what happens when I have a mom who is getting her Ph.D while I'm in middle school).
With a lot of these people, it seems that their first experiences with jobs are as interns. I heard lots about internships from people before they were going to work there, but almost nothing about the internships after the fact, until my mom informed me that many internships are nothing more than glorified copy bitch positions.
I can sympathize about the roommates (I've had a bunch of bad ones myself). Last year, I had 3 roommates who weren't exactly rich, but who had parents that were willing to spoil their children, typically with things like expensive clothing. One had devoted her entire college career existance to Accounting, because it would pay really well and another had devoted her college existance to psychology. However, at some time, they both decided they needed to make changes to their curriculum, because, despite how well they thought both of those majors would pay them, they got sick and tired of the material. So, they decided to change their majors to other so-called well paying majors. Afterwards, they both devoted their lives to the majors they chose just like previously. I suppose It gives me a little solace that if they picked up a career solely for the money, then they may be less happy in the long run (especially considering BOTH of them stink at the majors they had before and the majors they chose afterwards). Of course, it gives me great dismay that I may be working with people just like them...people that chose a career solely based on how much money they would make, and not whether they enjoy it or not.
Of course, the roommate that pisses me off the most is the one that had the rich-ish parents, and mocked things I did to save money because I was getting no money from my parents. For instance, a friend and I were talking. I made mention of picking up a cheaper receiver. He interjected and talked about how Circuit City had some nice receivers. "You can get a good receiver and spend as little as $300 or $400" he would say. At which point I would stare at him and tell him, "I'm not going to be spending over $100 on this". He would have a disparaging remark about how I shouldn't cheap out on things like this. There were many instances like this where I was perfectly content with lower quality items, like food, electronics, computers parts, bathroom items, etc, and he was not and encouraged me to spend more money on everything. I think the breaking point was 1 week before he was going to leave (he graduated and stayed about half the summer), he had taken all of his stuff with him, this included his own TV stand. So, being the cheap college student I was, I spent $18 on a large piece of wood cut into 4 pieces and some cinder cinder blocks. I made a cheap and easy TV stand (which was infinitely more stable than the stand he had). All he could do was tell me how much he hated how the stand looked, and how it looked like something from cabrini green (didn't really hit me what that meant till I learned that it's the area in the Chicago projects that police don't like to patrol for fear of death). He also informed me that I should take a look at target’s stock of TV stands since they have cheap stands there (I did look, they didn’t fit my TV, nor did they look particularly high quality). Not really feeling that much response was necessary, I just informed him that he was leaving soon and he shouldn’t worry about it. His response was “I’m going to try hard not to look at that for the day I’m going to be here, since I hate that”.
It’s this willful desire to be extravagant in their spending and duty to not only flaunt it, but degrade or mock those who DON’T have such affluence as them that really makes me mad about rich people. Of course, I also wonder if I had been born to a family more affluent than my own if I would have been more inclined to act like many of the kids I detest so much.