I was having a great day until this popped up in my news feed. (For those too lazy to read it, a rich girl in NYC wants poor people to stop chastising her for being wealthy.) Please tell me more about how terrible it is to be a rich white girl. Being wealthy isn’t the reason why people don’t like you, its because you’re a bitch and out of touch. You don’t need to feel guilty about your daddy paying your way through life, just recognize your privilege and that maybe you could be doing more to help people less fortunate (like donating to your local food bank). Posting a blog about how you’re not going to pretend to be poor to make friends isn’t doing anything productive. Unless you want to rile up us lowly serfs, because based on the comments you received you were quite successful.
Maybe it would come off better if you mentioned having a job, but right now you just sound like a Kardashian. I’m sure your father is proud to have raised a privileged yet socially inept individual. Turns out money can’t buy everything. You’re going to have a hard time in life if you keep up this attitude. Try being friends with one of us poor people and learn about what it is like to make it in the world when everything isn’t handed to you on a silver platter.
Look, maybe I’m just bitter because I did go to a state school and my parents didn’t help pay for any of my tuition. But that can’t be true, because I just spent a year as an Americorps VISTA living on a stipend of less than $11,000 a year helping those less fortunate than myself. Because poverty is fun. Getting to eat Mac and cheese all the time because that’s all you can afford? Sign me up! Ask anyone that goes to a food pantry, because they’ll tell you not being able to afford food for your family is a blessing. You don’t have to feel sorry for poor people, but please don’t complain about how hard it is to be rich.
I realize we have different problems and priorities. I worry about having enough money to pay my bills, and you’re probably worried about missing the next Coco Chanel sale. But maybe we can make a compromise, I’ll stop bitching about being poor if you stop complaining about being rich. Because let’s face it, there are people out there who have it a whole hell of a lot worse then either of us. ( Like the people that did miss the Chanel sale.)