Money tends to make the world go ‘round, or so the saying goes. This often means that most of us think long and hard about the decisions we make, how much it will cost and if it will be worth it in the end. But for the rich, things work a bit differently, so this raises the question, how does one act when money is no longer important?
Someone asked “People who work for the super wealthy, what stuff have you seen?” and netizens shared their stories. So get comfortable as you scroll through, upvote your favorites and be sure to share your own thoughts and experiences in the comments section below.
#1
My dad was friends with a Spanish rich dude because they shared some love for old cars. My dad had one, rich dude had many. Thing is, these people had a maid that worked for them since before this rich dude was born. His parents were never around so she was the one to actually raise him. She fed him, took him to school when he was a child, everything your parents would do for you, this maid did. She had been working in that comically large house for over 30 years. Other staff such as cooks, cleaners, etc would come and go but she was almost part of the family, we thought.
One day rich dude decides he wants to move to the US and sells the house. What does he do with the maid? He just fired her over the phone. He never even said goodbye to the woman that basically raised him. And so I learned that rich people don’t consider the poors to be the same kind of human being as them.
#2
Did building maintenance for a wealthy family who had a “LEGO room” for their grandkids. This room was huge and had cupboards full of Lego and building tables everywhere. There were huge Star Wars ships and castles etc. all over the place. One day the kids were deemed too old for Lego and I was asked to dispose of it all. I carefully packed them all into bags and gave them to friends children. Many thousands of dollars worth. Man I was popular
The only one I kept for myself was a small Fallingwater build of Frank Lloyd Wright’s. Apparently quit collectable by architects.
#3
I was a nanny for landed gentry (the title of Sir and Lady get handed down to the eldest child, along with the manor house and lands)
Kids were packed off to boarding school at 8. It was heartbreaking. The middle child was dreading it, tears every night, literally sobbing himself to sleep in my arms.
Parents attitude was ‘we were like that too, so he has to do it’
Youngest was 2 at the time and would always prefer me to his actual mum. He fell over once and came to me for cuddles and kisses, didn’t even glance at his mum who was stood right next to me. She didn’t seem bothered.
Thing is the parents were actually pretty nice people, just not bothered about child rasing in any way. At least they didn’t insist I use their titles, like some of their friends did with their staff.
#4
