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When you were little, what did your friends have that made you think they were rich?
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70 comments:
Class rings. :/
A trampoline
Private jets
a swimming pool
Not anything my friends had, but when I was little, I had "Barbie's Magical Motor-home" - I begged my parents for us to move into a motor-home and thought it was really crappy that our house was built into the ground and you couldn't drive it anywhere.
Inground pool and big house. Even though, looking back, the house was probably only 1600 sq ft. Compared to my family's house (800 sq ft) it was huge. Lol
A barbie room...entire room dedicated to my barbie collection, which included about 100 barbies, zillions of clothes, my barbie dream house/pool/rv/3 corvettes etc. I ruled the playground...lol
Trampoline and tennis court because they WERE rich.
For me, it was the three-story mansion with seven bedrooms and a swimming pool that seemed impressive. Although it was in a little town in the Rocky Mountains, and they listened to Tammy Wynette and Buck Owens on their expensive stereo system.
HBO. It was just new. We had 10 channel cable. They had naked ladies and movies.
A satin comforter. Darn that first bff of mine. Christmas morning she would call and list everything she got then ask what I got.
HBO. It was just new. We had 10 channel cable. They had naked ladies and movies.
cable tv!!! (my parents didn't get cable until the mid 1990's)
I don't remember thinking anyone was rich. But I do remember thinking my friends were poor when we were enjoying a bag of generic cookies at their house. Remember the yellow packaging with giant black writing that just said what the contents were...."Cookies"? As generic as you could get. My mom was partial to brand names.
I know this sounds sad - but divorced parents. My friends had 2 of everything and I only had one. I eventually figured out that it wasn't a good thing.
A Porsche
Simply being aware of the fact that we were the poor relations in the family because my father was a teacher and the other husbands/brothers were all successful businessmen in law, medicine, real estate and finance.
So yeah, my aunts tended to hold it over my mother's head.
We knew.
I told my friend she was poor because her mum didn't work. I was a horrible child.
Lunchables and non generic cereal!
Lol. It was a basement! Where I live that water table is so high, you can't go 8 feet down without 2 inches of that being mud. : ) I was impressed they could afford to keep it dry.
I was a teenager, but I went to a graduation party at a house which was modern and beautiful. They had a gorgeous houndstooth sofa and smoked mirrored walls (this was the 70's). It looked so sophisticated to me. They WERE rich and the family still is. They are nice, too.
Anyone who had stairs leading to another level in their home seemed rich to me. Also cable tv (my parents waited to get DirecTV until afte I left for college).
My friend Darryl had a pin ball machine and a pac man game, the big arcade one in their basement.
A ping pong table AND a pony.
Not a damn thing because even though I always knew we didn't have a lot of money, I had my six brothers and my sister, and we travelled all around the US because my Dad was in the service and it was a time when the Government didn't mind sending sailors and their families from one coast to the other. I was better travelled and better loved than almost everyone I knew. And I appreciated it.
I grew up living in an apartment, so anyone who lived in an actual house seemed rich to me!
when I was very young I grew up in a coal camp neighborhood, with plain wooden houses, a few of them were 2 story homes, but when we got a chance to go out with the parents, and travelled to a small town about 5-6 miles away, I noticed that those houses were painted, all of them, so I thought only rich people lived in painted houses.
Cable tv.
Guess brand jeans.
Designer clothes. Mine were decent, but they were rarely name-brand. I wanted Guess and Ralph Lauren clothes and a Liz Claiborne purse SO badly. Funny thing, though...I couldn't give less of a shit now.
A refrigerator in the garage.
not much we were all pretty much the same
All my friends were rich compared to me. I will never forget being picked up for a date, and the asshole telling me that he would never want to live in an area where he had the least amount of money.
diplomatic immunity.
Cable
When I was young, I went to a Christmas party at a huge house that had TWO beautifully decorated Christmas trees. It blew my mind. I thought that was the ultimate luxury.
super. fucking. nintendo.
A Delorean.
Store bought Barbie clothes and the freakin' house too. We made both with scraps from old clothes and a cardboard box respectively. I even fashioned wax fruit and a phone too. The Princess phone looked awesome!
I agree with all of the Barbie accessories. My childhood bff had the corvette and the townhouse, and all of the Barbie clothes for the dolls. I had another friend who literally lived in a castle but I was smitten by the Barbie collection. As it turned out, my bff's mother was on welfare (not that there's anything wrong with that, just illustrating my point) and my bff was from a broken home so her mother made up for it with Barbie loot. My bff and I went our separate ways when she slept with my husband (and the husband was booted too) I'm still friends with the girl that grew up in the castle :)
Clothes from Macy's.
A lot of friends were actually rich, but I didn't realize until I was older.
The only one was some dude whose parents had an English friend called "Donald" he (compulsive liar, on the other part) told me he was one of the World richest people who gave him coins from all over the world for his collection. I had heard sometime before that a "Donald Trump" fit the description, so I thought it was him (remember that I was very young and British people and American people were the same to me). Years after it, I knew he was just a sailor/fisherman who traveled a lot because of his job. That was the last nail in my friend's credibility coffin.
Color TV, I'll never forget seeing The Flintstones for the first time in color at my bff's house.
I never thought like that, but we had something I was sure would impress any of my 11 year old classmates: a cut glass whiskey decanter, mostly for show, it was empty. But I thought to pour water for your friend out of that would just mean the height of elegance, lol. Never came to pass tho. Lol
A piano.
Good one.
A pony!!!!!!!
I remember going to Graceland on vacay with my folks (I know) when I was 9 and thinking it tacky and small compared to my great grandmother's home (with it's two kitchens, horse barn, etc)
Growing up, when the Cape Verdean families in my neighborhood would summer vacation on Martha's Vineyard, I thought they were rich.
When 2 of my friends turned 16 they got new cars for their birthday.
My parents were the world's worst procrastinators, so I lived in an unfinished and messy house. I was able to live in a lot of holes after that; never bothered me. *L* But all my friends had clean, tidy houses with full walls and stuff. I hated them.
10 Car garage filled with restored classic cars, pool, 8 bedroom mansion, frequent safaris, horse farm etc. I didn't think they were rich, I KNEW they were rich.
Parents that cared about them.
For my fifth birthday I asked for Jordache jeans and an Alligator shirt, "just like Allison" had. She was the richest girl in my nursery school class. (And yes, she had every Barbie ever made.) Luckily, I had a Godmother who spoiled me rotten and damn if I don't still have pictures of me on the first day of kindergarten wearing that outfit.
Nintendo and Genesis
I have six siblings..and most of my friends came from much smaller families--two or three kids max. I figured less mouths to feed--more money in the bank.
Sandwiches wrapped in foil. Mine were in wax paper.
An Easy-Bake oven. The thing was real, my friend could make real cookies or whatever with it.
Barbie's dream house.
I had a friend who lived in a nicer, larger house. For Christmas, she would get a jar of pickles and other food items. It was weird. And I am not talking about stocking stuffers. She and her brothers had their names in marker on the lids in the fridge.
Our neighbors had a ridiculously large Sony TV with a tall projection screen like we had in school. There were 3 huge lights on the bottom that streamed process colors when it was turned on.
They also had a top-loading VCR and one of those circular telephones with a hole in the middle that looked like a big bracelet or a bagel.
Flashy mother f*ckers. They’re probably broke now.
A soda stream. Seriously we were broke.
A mom that didn't work, because if if the mom doesn't work then the dad must make a lot of money (and they also had nice things, nice house, etc). Also, a two-story house because we had a one story and I thought the two-story was so nice. It's funny because I just bought a house and didn't want a 2-story, so I found that funny (to me a 2-story isn't as nice as a 1-story with a lot of square footage). Also, if they had fancy clothes and always looked so put together.
Atari and Nike Cortez sneakers. And their parents had matching Caddilacs. My dad worked for the town, my mom was a school teacher... I thought they were LOADED.
A Swimming Pool!
THey had 2 liters of Dr. Pepper and Coke on their counter and you could just have whatever you wanted anytime. We only had tea and lemonade at our house.
It's funny, I always thought my neighbors were rich with nice sized houses & in ground pools. It wasn't until I had friends come over & them be impressed with my stuff did it occur to me that not everyone lived like we did. Also now as an adult, I realize not everyone vacationed like we did or got to go to so many professional sporting events. I have been to games people would kill to go to & was bored simply bc I didn't understand how special it was.
When I was about 5 a friend brought her own box of bandaids AND the jumbo box of crayons to use at our summer day care. Does it get any better? Later, in 2nd grade a boy had fake rubys about the size of a quarter. A whole bag of them. I still remember telling about it at dinner that night, and my parents laughing and telling me the rubys probably weren't real. I was convinced he was a secret prince, or at least a millionaire.
Real papagallo purses with tons of covers. ;)
Mansions. Expensive cars. Parents who were doctors/lawyers/politicians.
They WERE rich.
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