What was your most blatant "I've got money" comment...

I buy the jumbo sized popcorn at the movie theater, you know the one that comes with the free refill? Well, not only do I not get the free refill, I only eat a handful of the first serving in the movie, and afterwards, I take the still-full tub out to the lobby so I can throw it away right in front of all the concession workers while I yell out, "you see this bytches?! Six bucks don't mean **** to me!!!!!!!!"

And you know how these days the grocery stores all have their little discount cards? So every time you go to check out the cashier says, "sir do you have your Kroger card?" I respond, "do you think someone of my wealth and importance can be bothered to keep up with some stupid little piece of plastic so that I can save pocket change off some groceries?!" The clerk responds, "oh but sir, we can just input your phone number and it will pull up your account number." I respond, "do you think someone of my wealth and importance can be bothered to remember his phone number so that I can save pocket change off some groceries?!!!"


If this thread is for real some of you guys have some serious insecurity issues.

 

LOL that was hilarious.

 

Hahaha!!!

Spot on!

 

Now THAT's FUNNY!

EDIT: Sorry for zombing the thread I came across it while surfing and didn't notice the post date....

 

lol ok well i guess its been brought back from the dead so might aswell start sharing again:

A few months ago, a friend of mine had to go check up on a few houses that he and his family were building in a row. Since the first house wasn't completed yet, he walked in and asked the worker who was in the house if it was okay to look around for a minute, just out of respect. The worker said fine in a really snotty way and said he couldn't stay for more than a minute. After a little while of looking around, the worker says "dreaming of buying this house? don't waste your time here" and laughs, to which I replied "No I actually own this house, along with the next 4". The worker must not have believed him since he came outside and stared as my friend went and unlocked the next 4 houses and went inside each of them.

 

For over 3 years, people have been posting how they've embarassed someone because the poster has, or thinks he has, money. What a joke. At my airport, there are 3, 4 people who have really done something in this world (one Noble prize, four very large businesses), who are probably worth about 1B each. All of them, and I mean all of them, look like they're homeless about 90% of the time.

I've noticed that those with serious money don't really brag too much about it. Nor do those who've actually earned it themselves, rather than just being a member of the lucky sperm club. Just a thought for this thread.

Art

 

Art,

A lot of the stories here are not initiated by the posters , ie : they dont brag openly but just put the dot on the i when challenged ..( dunno if this expression makes sense in english..)

 

I could not agree with you more.

 

I have a few very wealthy guy friends that make horribly obnoxious, snooty remarks about their fortunes on a regular basis.

PERFECT EXAMPLE:
My friend owns an exotic car dealership and always has a new exotic to drive around. Today I called him to ask if he was going to come to the Festival of Speed and his reply was, "Why do I need to go there? I can just walk into my garage. What are you doing later?" Ugh. I just told him to stop being such an ass.

 

That would drive me away from being friends with them.

 

Yeah, they're all really nice, but every now and then the comments slip out. I don't let them go, though.

 

I pulled into a garage for fuel in a 355 and noticed an old classmate who used to bully me at school, he saw me and said " you must be doing well Steve is that your Ferrari" i replied rather offhandish " no its my wifes she was blocking my other Ferrari so i took hers" the look on his face was priceless.

 

"I have 5k worth of tools I don't use, just take what you need." does that count at all..?

I don't have big money but I have passed my friends and I don't want to show it at all, because I want the relationship between us to be as it's always been.

Best people I know are the ones whit sh1tload of money and they don't even give you a hint... In high-school a kid I became friend who's dad was owner of the second largest telecom company in the world... We were chatting and I said I always wanted some studio equipment in my room for recording some electronic music I used to make at the time... My birthday came and he gave me 6k $ worth of equipment and a new computer... Then I heard who he was because I was blown away... That was awesome... I accepted the computer because I couldn't afford one at the time and it would be useful for my later education, but returned the other stuff - it was too much from a guy a barely knew. Awesome humble guy.

 

Oh, between my mom and me;


"I have seen a moneyclip in black I want to buy you"

"Don't need to, I'm on too rubberbands now - get me a rubberband in black"


(I love black things)

 

Not mine, not an f car, but fits in

When I was bartending, while going to school, there was this guy who always had a new Lambo. Really nice guy and was a huge car enthusiast. He was really a humble guy. He brought out the limbos on perfect night or when there was a show.

Any way’s the story.

There was another guy, a complete ******bag that use to come around in his purple Z06 thinking he was hot. He would always pull up in front of the valet, right outside the bar window, high rev a few time with his aftermarket exhaust, he would get out and tell the valet guy he knows where to find him if it needs to be moved.” He would hit on all of the waitresses, cocktail waitress, and hot customers, get wasted and leave, peeling out as he left. Always. Well one day the lambo guy was coming back from the car show in pismo and had the lambo across the street from the valet, he never valet but always parked across the street so he could see it. We were chatting it up about cars when the Z06 ******bag came in making his usual grand entrance. He walked in sat down right next to the lambo guy. The lambo guy and I continued our talk about what kind of cars were there. The Z06 guy chimed in about all that’s been done to his car, and its got so much horses blah blah blah. I couldn’t stand it and when back to helping other guests. After about 30 minutes or so I realized that he was still going on about how cool he was and how much money he had. I walked over and asked the Lambo guy why he decided to go with the ugly Orange on the Merci. He laughs and said’s “I like the ugly orange on the Murcielago but don’t worry I ordered the Gallardo in black. When it comes in I’ll give you that spin you asked about.” The Z06 guy says sheepishly “that’s your Merci?” Lambo guys says “one of them”. The Z06 guy said “really, Yours”. The lambo guy pulled out his keys and hit the alarm button. The look on the guys face was prices less. Me and the other bartender could not help but bust out laughing.

 

What brings me to another point, as touch lightly in some other threads recently. Do you think people who "say they have money" and "nice toys", really have that much (at least in assets)? The wealthiest people (big assets along with a very nice cash flow) I've met in my life are very low-key (not so much living "middle-class", but they are selective in what they splash out on and keep the toys/homes they have low-key and just have that "guy/girl next door" friendless).

 

does this count?!?! haha
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Hahaha...that's great!

 

That is priceless! I had something along the same lines a few weeks ago. As I was leaving the local watering hole, a drunk patron was outside having a smoke and asking some women nearby how they liked "His car" (my 348 parked out in front). I played along with it for about 5 minutes, asking how long he had owned it, how much he payed for it, what was the fastest he had gone in it, etc. Then I pulled out my keys, said "Nice talking to you!" and proceeded to open the door, hop in and drive away. The look on his face was priceless. I guess it was a bit obnoxious as I kept playing the rope out to let him hang himself with... but it was all good fun!

 

I was at the local jewlery store yestersday with my wife looking at a new watch for her. Next thing I know some kid comes in asking about some Patek Phillipe watch model number blah blah blah... The clerk isn't familar with that model and I overhear her ask another coworker if they could get their hands on one. The coworker tells her that this particular model cost $1,000,000.00 and Patek only has made two, both of which were sold outside of the US. The first clerk comes back and reports this to the kid. Then, the kid, totally seriously ask, "well, do you have another watch that is better?" The clerk tells him that that is the top of the line Patek. The kid then responds that his "friend has that one and he really wants to one up him." He contines to go on and on about how they are always trying to out do one and other.
I think his friends watch is a fake...

 

I think mine might have been when I bought my first Ferrari. I was sitting at F of SF with Evan and the question of being approved came up. I told Evan I was paying cash, so I didn't think we really needed to go through a lot of paper work. He said "Well, we still need a credit check and approval if you will be writing a check, since we haven't done business with you."

I said, "Do me a favor, let me make a quick phone call". So he pushed the phone over to me across the desk and I dialed my bank, where my checking account was. When the automated teller thing came on, I put it on speaker phone so he could hear and then punched in my account #. The computer voice at the bank said "Thank you, your balance is one million, seven hundred thou..." - Evan clicked the speaker button and hung up the phone, then looked at me and said "You're approved"

lol

Ray

 

i hope you have a good interest rate on that checking account! lol

 

I took my car to the gas station yesterday and said fill it up with super, I was the man then!

 

Last year at a Neighborhood xmas party we were talking about getting tickets to the the upcoming Sugar Bowl Game Between LSU and Notre Dame, I am a LSU season ticket holder and had a hard time getting tickets. One of the guys asked if I had tickets I said I got one and it cost 400 bucks ( I meant is as they were tough to get your hands on) one of the other guys immediately replied that he had two at 150 bucks. I felt like a possums pecker and wanted to crawl out of there.