It's hard to find people who really love you when you're rich and famous

[Mister Obvious]

And all that kinda shit.

[Mister Obvious]

It's lonely. Maybe not always, but I've personally never seen it not be.

Then again, maybe life in general is just like that.

But I kinda feel like it's not.

[Guest]

If I were filthy rich, I wouldn't give a broom closet fuck if anyone loved me.

When you come into money, you're going to have "friends" coming out of the woodwork who never gave two shits about you before. Their sudden display of affection will show them up for the gold diggers they are.

[Mister Obvious]

If I were filthy rich, I wouldn't give a broom closet fuck if anyone loved me.

How would you know?

[Mister Obvious]

Lil bit ignorant to say you'd know how you'd feel in a specific situation if you've never been in that situation...

Just saying.

[Mister Obvious]

10 years out, you'd start feelin' it...



But one thing is indisputable fact, you cannot guarantee how you'd feel unless you'd lived that situation.

[Guest]

I have been in a similar situation.

Some of my friends thought I made a lot of money, although it really wasn't that much. Just a decent salary that I could live on comfortably and pursue my hobbies and what-not. It seemed a lot to them because they were shiftless mooches. They were always wanting me to blow money on entertaining them. One guy was always on about "all that money" I made, as though I were a CEO or something. Another one wanted me to give him money to go to a nightclub even though I didn't want to go myself. WTF? Money is literally all they were interested in. They didn't care about me as a person. They were along for the ride.

I know how I'd feel in that situation because that's how I've always felt regardless. Do not presume to tell me I don't know how I'd feel about something. I've dealt with those people before. Maybe not on the same scale that a millionaire has, but one can extrapolate.

[Guest]

Here's the funny part. Although all of those people were obsessed with my income, I couldn't care less about money. I was just happy I could pay all of my bills and enjoy a quiet, normal life.

Quiet and normal except when people were hustling me, that is. I learned to kick the hustlers to the curb. I did it then, and I'd do it if I became wealthy. I wouldn't think twice about it. No need for speculation. It's a no-brainer.

[Mister Obvious]

Everything is relative, great points.

[Guest]

Have you ever been out celebrating your birthday with "friends," and you were expected to be the one to buy everyone's drinks?

Real friends would buy your drinks on your birthday.

Contrast that with the friends I had when I was flat broke working in a fast food joint. Successful guys who truly enjoyed hanging out with me. It didn't matter to them that I was below them in terms of financial success. We all paid our own way and had a good time when we went out. Their pretty female friends danced with me. The girls didn't try to hustle me either.

Or the regulars at a bar I used to frequent. None of us were rich, but we'd take turns buying the house a round of drinks. We just wanted to keep the festive atmosphere going.

Anyway...

The broke guy who wanted money for the nightclub brought his cousin, whom I'd never met before, to my house on the way to the club one night. His cousin was saying he'd steal something to get money for the club. I thought he was just talking shit because he was frustrated about not having any money. Soon after they left, I noticed my digital camera had gone missing. It wasn't an outrageously expensive one, but it was pretty nice. Doesn't take a genius to figure out who stole it.

If those are the kind of friends you get when you make a little more money than the average Joe, I can just imagine what kind of friends I'd have if I had a few million bucks.

Oh wait, I wouldn't have that kind of friends because they wouldn't get their foot in the door. I would continue to live a modest but comfortable life. No one would ever know I was rich. I'd just be another middle class guy.

[Guest]

Yeah this makes me think of mr. burns, maybe you turn sorta gay and weird as you seek to connect