Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I am a nanny. My first “nanny” job was in a rural area as a sort of live-in (part-time help in exchange for room and board). The family I worked with then had 5 kids and live in rural upstate new york and have always been close to the wire. Kids are currently 18, 16, 13, 10 and 9. Recent story that mom shared with me:
The pipe from the woodstove they use to heat their house all winter vents the heat near the roof. Apparently, there was some insulation too close to it that caught fire. Dad was out of town. Mom was recovering from surgery and bedridden. When the smoke alarms went off, the 18yo boy called 911 and got mom, youngest 3 kids and their pets to safety in the barn. The 16yo boy got their fire extinguisher and went out a window and onto the roof, where he punched a hole with the extinguisher and sprayed into the crawlspace where the fire was spreading, and repeated a few times until the fire was out. By the time the fire department had arrived, there was nothing left for them to do.
I comparw that kind of awareness and responsibility and self-efficacy to the wealthy kids I nanny for now and just shake my head.
Yep this is my brother. He just comes and takes care of shit and gets it done.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I grew up in poverty and now have a HHI approaching $400k/year. What rich people don’t understand is that the main benefit of having money is that you don’t have to suffer many indignities simply because you have the financial resources to choose other options. So store clerks are nice, teachers don’t belittle your children, your boss is less likely to proposition you. People prey on weakness, and the poor are weak because they are so reliant on everything working out just right. My ambition has nothing to do with wanting things. It has to do with wanting to be able to tell someone, at any given time, to piss off.
Well said.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Government cheese
Rich people don't understand that term.
+1. They really don't!!!![]()
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I am a nanny. My first “nanny” job was in a rural area as a sort of live-in (part-time help in exchange for room and board). The family I worked with then had 5 kids and live in rural upstate new york and have always been close to the wire. Kids are currently 18, 16, 13, 10 and 9. Recent story that mom shared with me:
The pipe from the woodstove they use to heat their house all winter vents the heat near the roof. Apparently, there was some insulation too close to it that caught fire. Dad was out of town. Mom was recovering from surgery and bedridden. When the smoke alarms went off, the 18yo boy called 911 and got mom, youngest 3 kids and their pets to safety in the barn. The 16yo boy got their fire extinguisher and went out a window and onto the roof, where he punched a hole with the extinguisher and sprayed into the crawlspace where the fire was spreading, and repeated a few times until the fire was out. By the time the fire department had arrived, there was nothing left for them to do.
I comparw that kind of awareness and responsibility and self-efficacy to the wealthy kids I nanny for now and just shake my head.
Yep this is my brother. He just comes and takes care of shit and gets it done.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Rich people don't know that plumbers and electricians aren't embarrassed about their jobs.
I think those are just the new money people who assume plumbers are embarrassed to be plumbers.
It's not just new money who look down on plumbers. My dad was a plumber and I once had a teacher incorporate derisive statements about plumbers into a lesson. I'm not one to hold her tongue and immediately told her that making fun of others for their profession was not cool and that my dad was a plumber.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Rich people don't know that plumbers and electricians aren't embarrassed about their jobs.
I think those are just the new money people who assume plumbers are embarrassed to be plumbers.
Anonymous wrote:Rich people probably don’t know how to deal with food that has started to go bad. Things like use a paper towel and vinegar to wipe mold off of cheese. No one is the wiser.
Anonymous wrote:Rich people probably don’t know how to deal with food that has started to go bad. Things like use a paper towel and vinegar to wipe mold off of cheese. No one is the wiser.
Anonymous wrote:Government cheese
Rich people don't understand that term.
Anonymous wrote:I grew up in poverty and now have a HHI approaching $400k/year. What rich people don’t understand is that the main benefit of having money is that you don’t have to suffer many indignities simply because you have the financial resources to choose other options. So store clerks are nice, teachers don’t belittle your children, your boss is less likely to proposition you. People prey on weakness, and the poor are weak because they are so reliant on everything working out just right. My ambition has nothing to do with wanting things. It has to do with wanting to be able to tell someone, at any given time, to piss off.
Anonymous wrote:Rich kids don't know that there are people who can't afford to eat out, get starbucks, get a passport...
List could go on a while.
Anonymous wrote:I am a nanny. My first “nanny” job was in a rural area as a sort of live-in (part-time help in exchange for room and board). The family I worked with then had 5 kids and live in rural upstate new york and have always been close to the wire. Kids are currently 18, 16, 13, 10 and 9. Recent story that mom shared with me:
The pipe from the woodstove they use to heat their house all winter vents the heat near the roof. Apparently, there was some insulation too close to it that caught fire. Dad was out of town. Mom was recovering from surgery and bedridden. When the smoke alarms went off, the 18yo boy called 911 and got mom, youngest 3 kids and their pets to safety in the barn. The 16yo boy got their fire extinguisher and went out a window and onto the roof, where he punched a hole with the extinguisher and sprayed into the crawlspace where the fire was spreading, and repeated a few times until the fire was out. By the time the fire department had arrived, there was nothing left for them to do.
I comparw that kind of awareness and responsibility and self-efficacy to the wealthy kids I nanny for now and just shake my head.