Now that I work in a place where I am going to be serving several very wealthy people I have realized that for the most part I have no respect for these bourgie people. Tonight I listened to a couple explain to another couple that the wife had everything she ever wanted growing up- that was their reasoning for her not having interest in dessert. Instead of simply agreeing, the wife proceeded to explain, yes she did have literally everything she ever wanted at her finger tips, and instead of implying that she was grateful she instead went on to explain that this was the reason for her deciding now at a later age that she only wants what she wants. It wasn’t in a nice way either, it was completely a way that openly admitted that she was a raging bitch that put her self higher than anyone else around her. I was not a fan of this woman. This table was a nightmare as a whole to the entire staff. Instead of brushing this off I just have to except that this is going to happen very often in a place like this.
It is this type of encounter that makes me completely appreciate my upbringing- as unconventional as it was. I would much rather be a kid from low income housing on the north shore than some silver spoon spoiled brat. I sleep better at night.
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