April 18, 2013 Leave a comment
One of my buddies is getting married.
He lives in a mansion that is just cluttered with chandeliers, custom made furniture, and Faberge eggs, so it is difficult for me to get him a wedding present. Because no matter what I give him, it won’t be up to his standard of living and will just be a nice gesture in his eyes. I don’t want to give my buddy a nice gesture for his wedding. I am not buying him a waffle iron just so he could activate the good gesture part of his brain and get a warm fuzzy feeling. I am buying him a waffle iron to make waffles, that is what people who don’t pay $20 for an order of crepes do.
But at least I am not part of his wedding party. With the class divide in that group, it is going to make for one awkward Grooms dinner.
Dad: “Hey did you guys hear the joke about the Faberge egg and the butler who was mistaken for a boat hand.”
Rich Person 1: “We need to stop global warming, if our sea levels rise eight feet, thousands of Islands will disappear. We need to protect this planet’s supply of private islands. Because if it isn’t a private island, then what’s the point?”
Rich Person 2: “I know what you are going through.”
Rich Person 2: “No I have no idea what you are going through, those things don’t happen to people with money. I am as clueless as the guy who asked my doorman if he could bring his car around… does he have any idea what a doorman does?”