The rich have it better, I feel like that’s just cope.
Money buys time and convenience. Mr.Rich has no interest in fixing his dishwasher, he pays “the help” to do that and he gets the “bonus” of feeling better than someone else when “the help” comes to fix it. He can then go on a run or sit around doing whatever the hell he wants, not having to worry about fixing anything. He bought the time we lose fixing things.
I’ve been “the help” and was literally called as such when a little girl said hi to me and her mother said “dont talk to the help.” We’re so below them and they enjoy that.
The rich have it better, I feel like that’s just cope.
Money buys time and convenience. Mr.Rich has no interest in fixing his dishwasher, he pays “the help” to do that and he gets the “bonus” of feeling better than someone else when “the help” comes to fix it. He can then go on a run or sit around doing whatever the hell he wants, not having to worry about fixing anything. He bought the time we lose fixing things.
I’ve been “the help” and was literally called as such when a little girl said hi to me and her mother said “dont talk to the help.” We’re so below them and they enjoy that.
Dear Faust, this sounds so fucked.