Dude. Let’s be friends.

But why? Why is it fair to judge her standard of rich and poor against your standard? What if someone belittled your upbringing because, in their eyes, you had it better?

It might not be outright criticism, but there’s definitely a lot of belittling comments. Maybe what the OP considers poor isn’t yours but your concept of poor may also be laughable to someone else. Wealth, or the lack of it, is a spectrum, and I’d rather hear different perspectives than dismiss them out of hand…

I stand corrected.

Dang. That’s kinda like my halloween costumes. My Mum always made ours because, honestly, store-bought are a racket, and my parents definitely couldn’t afford them. I friggin’ loved my costumes, but there was always some shit who made sure to remind me that there’s were ‘real’ and mine was ‘fake’.

That is my exact childhood, except my Donna was called Lorraine.

Did she say she grew up poor? No, she said they lived in a poor neighborhood and remarked that they didn’t have a lot, in retrospect.

Or her parents saved like hell to afford it. That’s what mine did.

Or, OP’s parents saved as much as they could so they could give as much as they were able. My parents saved for two years to take us to Florida, and the same again to California, among other trips (I grew up in Scotland) and we were in no way well-off.

I too enjoyed the delights of wishing on a catalog, but my vice was Lego!

I kind of had the opposite experience to you. We were poorish when I was a kid, and a lot of people assumed we had money because we lived on a farm. But the reality was my Dad farmed it on behalf of the owner, and was paid monthly for the trouble. My Mum always managed our income to the penny, especially when I was…

I grew up one of 4 kids on a dairy farm in Scotland that was owned by a company and my Dad farmed it for them. We were poorish when I was young as my Dad’s income was the only my family had for years. I remember being made fun of because we used store-brand shampoo and my Mum cut our hair (it’s so weird what kids…

You got that right. I briefly worked for someone who’s best friend was... I guess pseudo-surrogate-mother to my boss’ investor’s daughter? She didn’t work, had a half million dollar house, and a 100k SUV all bought and paid for by my boss’ investor (who was crazy rich, at least to me). By the time I met her through my…

Soooo... Bieber in a fatsuit, or Trump in the mother of all corsets?

I’ve done the move the car prank myself, but it was across the parking lot, not half a mile away.

Oh, look who’s back.

If that was the case I doubt you’d have replied to me and all the rest. But maybe if you don’t want other people’s opinions you should stay off the internet. It happens to be a very opinionated place.

So what? He mentioned where’s he’s from anecdotally, and he’s been furiously backpedalling on what he said in an effort to justify his actions. There’s no call in that to get jingoistic about an entire region of the world because one person who lives there happens to be an idiot.

Man, why’d you have to bring that shit into it? Where he’s from has nothing to do with his actions. There’s shitty people all over the world, and Trump is a prime example of one.

Someone being nasty to you does not give you the right to vandalize their property or assault their children. You’re lucky you weren’t arrested, and quite frankly, you should have been.