Not every person is fortunate enough to be fed from a silver spoon, but that can't be said about these rich kids. Even though they never earned a single cent for themselves, they still feel entitled to act as if they were better than their less well-off peers.
We searched through Reddit for the best tales of clueless rich kids and found a treasure trove of stories. Here are detailed stories that portray just how obnoxious and out of touch with the world these spoiled and entitled adolescents really are. Content has been edited for clarity.
Lives Are At Stake, But Her Kids Entertainment Was More Important
“I once had a mom ask if I could open up the back of our ambulance so her kid could see what was inside since he ‘wanted to be a firefighter’ (I’m a medic, not a firefighter). I agree as long as he doesn’t touch anything. Of course, the second the doors open, the kid hops in and goes straight for our expensive monitor. I told him no, that it’s dangerous and could break, to which he starts screaming, ‘I don’t care, my mom will buy it.’
The mom said, ‘It’s fine, just let him play with it. If it breaks, I’ll replace it.’ I had to physically pick him up and carry him out of the ambulance since she didn’t even try to control him. While this is happening, we get paged out for a call and this woman suggests that she could pay double our hourly wage if we stay for a few more minutes so her little twit could explore/destroy more of our equipment! Get out of here with that, you’re willing to delay an ambulance so you won’t have to deal with precious little Joey’s tantrum? Unbelievable.”
Man, You Are The Worst
“This dude relentlessly bullied me in school and was also the son of one of the richest people in the city. One day a teacher caught him with his hands around my throat and I was pinned against a wall. We were both taken to the teachers meeting room where it was explained to me that we should try and get along and that we should apologize to each other.
Did I mention his dad also built the flashy new cafeteria for the school that year?
He was caught on numerous occasions with me in some state of distress and every time they found ways to make it both of our problems. His dad pumped a lot of money into that school.
He also flew his friends on his private airline to Manchester United games so nobody stood up for me because they could lose their privileges. My saving grace was a lot of his mates in the early years of secondary school turned on him in the later years because he the worst.
I’m clearly not entirely over it.”
“He was 25 years old when I knew him. His father owned oilfields. He had a credit card that he used for anything and everything since they paid the balance on every month. He never even kept track of what was charged on it, just bought whatever caught his fancy. He openly and shamelessly admitted that he had offered his college professor money to give him a passing grade.
One day he was cranky about something and said, ‘I wish my parents would just die, so I could have their money. Why should I have to wait?'”
What Would You Do With One Million Dollars?
“Back in high school, we were doing one of those icebreakers where we passed a beach ball around and whoever caught it had to answer the question their thumb landed on. Well, this kid who has proclaimed being rich numerous times before talking about his parents owning a known pizza place and how he drives an expensive sports car caught the ball and his question was, ‘If you won a million dollars what would you do with it?’ His response was somewhere along the lines of, ‘A million dollars wouldn’t make any difference in my life.'”
There’s No Tackling In Football?
“I played football in the local kids’ league. One kid from another team was basically untouchable as his dad was a major sponsor of the league and would donate money for uniforms, drinks, etc.
His son was a pretty good receiver but didn’t like getting hit, and his parents made a big deal of leaving their son alone so he can develop his skills. He was insufferable. Anytime he scored a touchdown, he would do over the top celebrations and mock all the other players, his teammates included.
Then came high school. Most of the kids from the league ended up in one of two schools. He went to mine (and some other players).
During tryouts, he did well. The coaches were mostly focused on skills and minimal contact during the first few rounds of cuts.
The final round was when things got interesting. Full contact was permitted and he got rocked over and over again. No one was actually trying to tackle any harder than normal, it’s just this dude didn’t know what to do when he got tackled. So he screamed and cried a lot.
He didn’t make the team.
Until his dad came down to the school and offered to donate money for uniforms and some other goodies for our sports teams.
So he made the team and again we were told to take it easy on him a bit. So we did. But the other teams didn’t. And he went up against some of the players he mocked previously, and they remembered. Our quarterback kept passing to him and he was getting repeatedly smashed over and over again.
It was the only time our team cheered for the other team. He quit playing football after that.”
Don’t Think This Delivery Driver Needs A Tip
“I deliver pizza in a VERY rich area. I see Rolls Royce’s and supercars on a daily basis.
My manager told me a story of someone that used to work there. This guy would deliver pizzas in a brand new BMW M3 and just put absolutely no effort into his job (delivering pizza isn’t hard).
Apparently, this guy only had a job because his parents wouldn’t pay his allowance if he didn’t work.
How much was his allowance?
$5,000 a month.
This guy was making $60,000 a year to deliver pizza part-time.”
Why Is Everything So Expensive?
“There were these two girls, both nice and fairly level headed, but also just raised too darn rich.
One would take a taxi everywhere in town. It was a very safe, small college town with free campus buses and she’d taxi across campus. She lived two blocks away from me and would take a taxi from her dorm to my house. Google maps said it’s a full four-minute walk. She swore she just had a terrible sense of direction and couldn’t figure out where we lived, but you’d think after the first embarrassingly short taxi ride, she’d throw our address into Google maps and just walk.
The other would regularly complain about people not knowing how to manage their money. It took me a while to figure it out but eventually, it clicked that she meant very poor people didn’t know how to invest their money in stocks and bonds. Then one day we were having a conversation where she revealed she didn’t think a house in Detroit in 2010 could possibly cost under $1 million. I told her I grew up in a nice $180k house and she thought I was dumb or lying. Shattered her world when I showed her my home on Zillow. When she graduated college, she complained about how much stuff cost all the time. It was nice seeing her learn the value of a dollar finally.”
Too Good To Do Dishes
“I used to work for a family that had a cleaning lady come every other day. None of the kids made their own bed, had to make their own food, wash their own dishes…heck, never even loaded a dish into the dishwasher. They just left them on the table for someone else to pick up. They have never done their own laundry. When the son had football practice, I watched him have a darn meltdown, sobbing and cursing about their maid for not throwing his uniform into with the wash and he didn’t know how to do it himself. Their two oldest are about to have a very interesting Freshman year in college.
When I was in college, I roomed with a girl who lived like this. Her mom did everything for her to the point where she couldn’t function as a normal adult…like her mom would drive 11 hours to clean this woman’s room for her, clean up her used contraceptive wrappers, etc. Her mom would get really snarky with me like self-reliance was a loser quality (also because it made her daughter look bad, I guess?). While it is really easy to learn how to wash your own clothes, etc., she couldn’t do it and just said, ‘Oh well I won’t have to. When I graduate, I’m gonna get a high paying job and have everything done for me. I wasn’t raised to be domestic like you!’ I wasn’t raised that way. I did my own cooking and laundry because my mom couldn’t be bothered to do anything but watch soap operas and Lifetime movies. Fast forward to present day, guess who couldn’t hack taking care of herself after college and had to move back in with her mom?”
Real Life Crazy Rich Asians
“I went to a Music Festival in Southeast Asia after getting VIP tickets.
One of the other festival-goers was a 20 something-year-old Asian girl who looked like she was straight out of the movie Crazy Rich Asians. This chick had a photographer following her around snapping pics of her posing in front of the stage with various acts, getting in the way of other people trying to dance. She asked security if she could get them to clear a section for her to get an unobstructed view of the stage for better photos.
She bought six bottles for ‘her’ table and, again, had the photographer take an incredible number of photos of her posing with her expensive bottles. She was incredibly rude to the waitstaff, snapping her fingers and generally talking to them like they were lower class citizens.
She asked my mate and I (both Westerners) to hang with her and her mates at her table, and again, have the photographer take photos of her posing with us at the table. The other two guys from the group, both Asian, approached us when they saw that we were at a table and it looked like we had made some friends. When they approached us, the girl and her friends got quiet, spoke amongst themselves in Indonesian, and basically shooed them away. We left them after they did that, and walked over to our friends. One of the guys is Indonesian and he told us that she basically told them to get lost and know your place.'”
I Wanted The Tan LV Bag, Not The Light Brown One!
“I attended an international high school in Ho Chi Minh City, where a lot of new-wave millionaire’s kids live. The school was ridiculous; a third of the kids were expats (perfectly lovely kids), a third were local Vietnamese kids whose parents were working their tails off to send them to a private school, and the other third were these millionaire kids.
They would never hesitate to show off their mummy and daddy’s wealth. They’d pull up to school in Lamborghinis, Ferraris, etc., and if their Rolls Royce didn’t come on time to pick them up after school, it would be a straight phone call to their other driver to ‘COME PICK ME UP RIGHT NOW.’
They’d be such dirtbags 24/7 to the non-rich locals, and constantly just bring up the most trivial things and complaining about them. ‘My maid bought me the WRONG LV bag! I TOLD HER it was the TAN BROWN one, not the LIGHT BROWN one! Ugh, I can’t believe it, now we have to send her on the jet to Shanghai to get it.’
They all paid and used family connections to get into Harvard, Stanford, UPenn, wherever. Even now they constantly complain on Facebook and Instagram about how terrible their residence hall food was so they just hired a personal chef or something. Mind you, these kids were the DUMBEST bunch I’ve ever seen, one of them literally was clueless about the most basic facts but still got into business management.”
Better Late Than Never To Be A Supportive Father
“I had a friend in high school whose dad was uninvolved. He was raised middle class like myself and lived with his mom and stepdad. After high school, he worked towards becoming an electrician and was saving for his first apartment.
His dad eventually came around when he was right out of high school and started giving him money here and there when he needed it. His dad owned a large company on the East coast and was a multi-millionaire.
Soon his dad convinced him to quit trade work and gave him a job at his business. Shortly after, he was promoted to a managerial position he wasn’t qualified for and paid way too much. He’d get wasted while on conference calls and nobody questioned him since he was the boss’s son.
His dad bought him his first home (almost half a million dollars) and multiple cars. He took up horse racing and, quickly, we had nothing in common. Gone were the days of dumb teenage stuff, going fishing, hiking and video games together. He quickly found a girlfriend whose dad was a multi-millionaire. She was 30 and still putting everything on daddy’s credit card. I couldn’t keep up with their lifestyle and very quickly we faded as friends. After his girlfriend and he broke up, she told me that he was actually severely depressed and almost drove his car off a bridge multiple times. Deep down, he was having issues with wanting to live up to his dad’s lifestyle and standards, but losing his old friends and life. It’s too bad. I haven’t seen him in probably four years now. We’ve tried to reconnect a few times, but it just doesn’t work anymore.”
Money Can’t Buy You Actual Friends
“I knew a kid that was so spoiled at home that he would throw straight up temper tantrums if our group didn’t do what HE wanted. I remember all of us were going to a party and he wanted to go to the movies. We all voted and the party won. So we’re all being cool, hanging out, and playing rock band. Dude got SO TICKED that he ended up grabbing the drums while someone was playing them and slammed them against the ground and just left and walked home.
Another time we were all admiring a VW bug that I’d gotten. He got all upset, left, and came back with his mom’s Mercedes. No license to drive and didn’t even tell his mom. I remember his mom calling him obviously in trouble, and he just said, ‘Shut the eff up, Mom!’ I couldn’t stop laughing for like an hour.
It was like every time someone in the group had something, he had to show them up. On the spot. I’ve seen this kid go and buy a DS impromptu JUST BECAUSE someone in the group showed up with one. We stopped talking to that kid right when all of this started to happen.”
Why Buy A New Suit When Your Rich Friends Can Just Give You Their’s?
“I had a friend on the swim team that fits this perfectly. Dude was nice enough but obnoxiously pampered. His parents were from old oil money and stacked for life.
For his 16th birthday, he got a Lamborghini and a Mercedes Benz. When his parents wanted to punish him, they would take away the Lamborghini and make him drive only the Mercedes. For dances, he would wear a $5,000 custom tailored silk suit and he had a different one for each dance. One day when we were going to homecoming, he took a look at my suit, called it cheap and offered to give me one of his old suits. I thought he was joking but lo and behold 5 minutes later one of his butlers came up to me and gave me a $1,000 Calvin Klein suit. When I tried to give it back to him the next day, he just laughed and told me to keep it. He swam with us for about a year before he moved away. Last I heard he’s living in Germany.”
It’s The Thought That Counts, Right?
“My girlfriend’s friend is from a rich family. She called my girlfriend crying on her birthday because her parents got her a beautiful silver locket that was engraved with ‘We Love You.’ She was so upset and completely missed the fact that it could be a super nice memory of her parents. She went on and on about it not being her style and having to break it to her mom that she didn’t like it, knowing that it would really upset her mom.
The same girl also got upset because her family wasn’t ‘doing anything’ for her birthday because a week later, their whole family was going to their beach house in a tropical country for three weeks over Christmas.”
It’s Just So Tragic When Your Parents Don’t Buy You What You Want
“This one kid that was in my class a few years back. He was a huge scumbag, always arguing with teachers even though he was actually super dumb. His family was one of the wealthiest in the area (they owned two mansions and a beach house, and the kid had a collection of Rolexes) and he got wasted quite often, even though he was 15 at the time.
This kid once slapped his mom in front of the entire school because she wouldn’t buy him some stupid $2,000 microphone for him.
Well, she ended up buying it for him. He brought it to school the next week and broke it because he thought it was a good idea to put it in a glass of water.”
Why Be Protective Of Your Belongings When You Can Just Buy New Ones?
“I went to a pretty prestigious public boarding school. My roommate was extremely nice, but also extremely sheltered and naive. Since this is a boarding school, naturally most of the kids who attend end up being upper-middle class to upper-class even though the school is open to anyone regardless of financial need.
Anyway, for one of the optional winter semester trips, my roommate decided to go to Europe. She brought her Macbook with her, and she left it on the bus that the group traveled on from Italy to Spain. She came back to the US without it, and she went home and came back the next week with a brand new Macbook. Instead of learning to keep up with her devices better, afterward she just said, ‘Guess I shouldn’t travel with my MacBook anymore!'”
He Always Had The Freshest Clothes Thanks To His Rich Buds
“I had a friend who’s dad gave him $300 every other week to buy clothes. Yes, clothes. He’d go to Urban Outfitters or some overpriced store and buy 2-3 outfits. Wear them once or twice and throw them away. When we became friends my closet became his new clothing disposal. I’m wearing an Eddie Bauer knit sweater he gave me right now actually. One time he called me and asked if I had a passport, invited me to go to Spain and Italy with his family the next day. He had already bought the tickets… He also invited me to go to Hawaii for a weekend to go skydiving in Hawaii. The kid was way too rich.
A girl I was dating didn’t understand how much things cost. They had a maid in their huge house. One time we were talking outside her front door and she joked about how her iPhone was invincible. She then threw it to the ground and it shattered. She then found a photo of Hulk smashing and set it as her wallpaper and thought it was hilarious. It was a week before the new iPhone release and sure enough, Daddy bought her a brand new iPhone for her troubles. Maxed GB and everything. That’s just one example of her rich kid syndrome and the reason I realized she was spoiled and stuck up. We broke up a few weeks later.
I have another friend who I did a favor for. A month later and she gives me an envelope with a letter thanking me for my friendship and $200. I thought she was paying me to be her friend! Turns out she was very thankful for the favor and was trying to settle what she saw as a debt. I refused the money but she wouldn’t take it back so I spent it on a super fun night out with her.
Thought of another one. I lived in Argentina for a bit, and one of the Americans with me was a lawyers son. Being in Argentina you get exposed to a lot of poverty and it really opened his eyes. Once, he decided he wanted a new suit and went to the downtown shopping center and bought new shoes, a new suit, a belt, a shirt, and a couple new ties. He bought a suit with more money than some of the people we knew made in a year. He used his credit card so often that he never experienced any poverty while living in a third world country. His dad paid everything no questions asked. One time he went on a $3,000 shopping spree because his dad said he wasn’t spending enough. Granted, he did buy a very underprivileged family a very nice Christmas one year.”