16+ Stories about the fate of people who were born with a golden spoon

All people live in their own way, with different habits and interests, which are often conditioned by the presence or absence of financial opportunities. The difference in parents’ income becomes evident to children from an early age — when they see a boy being taken by a private driver, while the other hunts for coins in his pants pocket to buy a loaf of bread in the canteen.

We, from awesome.club, we decided to collect stories from people who were born into families whose purchasing power was much higher than most. At the bonus, let’s share a story about what parents can do to comply with their children’s most superfluous wishes. Follow!

I was born into a wealthy family and was never endowed with either beauty or intelligence. I had a great future in Germany and had already chosen the house where I would move. However, I met a country boy, who lived 500 km from me and I fell in love. The difference in social status has never been an obstacle between us. In truth. But today, I’m sitting at home waiting for my husband to come back from a business trip, and I just want to say one thing: oh, love, how merciless you are! © Podslushano / VKIf there’s one thing I’ve learned is that wealth can disappear at any moment. My father was a contractor and earned more than enough wages. We traveled a lot, we had a huge house in a beautiful condo in the city, and when I turned 16, I got a Lexus and a two-week trip to Europe. However, after the 2008-2009 crisis and a few years of legal proceedings due to the divorce, my father now lives in a much smaller house than the previous one and drives a car with 240,000 km on it. He’s still managed to keep his business going, although he now has to do a lot of the manual work himself. © dangerouslyloose / RedditMy dad is the CEO of a multi-billion dollar company. Honestly, the biggest advantage of this was not having debts due to studies. For the rest, I had to work hard to get what I wanted. My parents raised us (my brother and I) to be independent. I still have a video of my dad yelling at me, telling me I was using up the film in the camera and then complaining that I was wasting the batteries. © unknown author / Reddit

I studied with a boy from a ridiculously wealthy family. The only thing that really set him apart from the other students was his private driver, who picked him up from school every now and then. And his father helped him start his own business. For the rest, he was an ordinary boy and never once did he flaunt his status to others. We talk to this day, even though we live in different cities. © juicek / PikabuI don’t know if he was the richest, but this boy in my class came from a very privileged family. Upon graduation, he won a prestigious scholarship, bought a small company, turned it into a big one, and then sold it. He must have capital valued at a few billion dollars. As I remember it, he was a very nice young man and seems to still be. © Richard Shaw / QuoraWe also had a “rich guy” in our living room, the son of the owner of a gas station chain, but he always tried to escape the luxurious life he led and participate more in our simpler one. He integrated very well: he ran with us through the streets, through the garages, played hide and seek and we had a lot of fun, until graduation. After that, elite college, new friends, bad habits, and presto, he became someone else. Today, he is just another tycoon, who drives a luxury car and thinks he is the most important person in the world. © chugaray / Pikabu

The richest boy in my school wasn’t a very nice person. In 11th grade, he bought a website under the school’s name, just with a different domain, and filled the page with insults and allegations against the teachers. Some parents ended up going on his site by accident and found out what was going on. After that, this boy didn’t want to apologize, and management asked him if he wanted to file a lawsuit. I don’t remember what happened, but I think the school decided not to proceed. © Tim Bourne / QuoraI bought my son a three-bedroom apartment in the same building I live in and gave him an Audi A6. He knew he could get money out of Dad’s pocket. I got him a place at an excellent university, even though he was never a star student. One fine day, my son came into the house saying that he had crashed the car. From the hood to the windshield, everything was broken. I also found out that he was about to be expelled from college, but they didn’t want to let me know because they didn’t want to upset me. Eventually I took him out of the university and got him a job in my factory as a laborer. He would only have the money he earned and if he wanted to eat, he could always visit us and we would give him food. In addition, he would have to save money to buy his own car, and in the meantime, he would take the bus and walk. After a year, after seeing that he had learned something, I put him back in college. He didn’t graduate with the best grades, but it wasn’t bad and today he’s a good professional. Now, yes, I can say that I am proud of my son. © kriwor / Pikabu

I started working at a car wash company (my friend was a manager there). During the break, I met a very nice newcomer and we exchanged ideas. So we decided to go out together. He said I was really nice and showed him some tips, so he offered to pay the bill. Finally he called a taxi and we went together. His address was in one of the most expensive neighborhoods in the city, and when I got there, I saw a three-story mansion. Well, what happened was that his father, at some point, said, “Son, if you want to have a quiet life one day, go to work now!” © frosti51 / PikabuThe most privileged boy in my class now works as a waiter in a restaurant. When we studied together, he practically didn’t go to classes, he walked a lot and did a lot of nonsense. His parents were very wealthy, hence the lack of concern. He was very sheltered and lived on a huge property with a main mansion and a house on the side, where this boy lived alone. Unfortunately, the parents did not pay due attention to their son’s studies, as they traveled all the time. © Anne Leblanc / QuoraI was born into a wealthy family. My dad was like an inventor, so we would travel the world buying houses here and there. And we did it from our yacht, from private jets, from helicopters. The problem is that until I was 10 years old, I didn’t have a concept of reality, my parents’ luxurious life seemed just normal to me. So when I got out of that world and entered public school, I would ask the other kids what helicopters they wanted and if they had a yacht. Those were hard life lessons I learned. No one ever told me it wasn’t normal, no one taught me what was right and wrong and how to treat people right. My world really came crashing down and it took me years to change my attitude. Today, I have children and my mission in life is to teach them to treat all people with respect. © unknown author / Reddit

The father of a girl I know gave her money to start a business. She lost everything when she took a six-month vacation and forgot that she was supposed to pay her employees’ wages during that time. She was sure that, even without a salary for six months, people would be able to support themselves and wait for her to return from her trip. © Pencilowner / RedditI went to an elite public school in Paris. Everyone wanted to look “urban”, so some students’ private drivers would drop them off a few blocks from the school for them to walk to. In addition, the staff wore baggy clothes, falling down, to look like they had taken the subway. It was really cool to have friends who had their own apartments as teenagers, where we could have parties without parental supervision. We had a lot of fun in the city. We also had a reunion in Paris and everyone was doing well and contributing to society: some were professors in Cambridge, others were lawyers, doctors, business people, chefs. © Alan Wright / QuoraMy friend’s mother was the chief executive of a local bank, and her father was a lawyer. For his 13th birthday, his parents got him a brand new pickup truck. Three years later, this kid was already demanding a new car. The parents, of course, agreed. He was expelled from school less than a year later and joined a boarding school for children with behavioral problems, which is when I lost contact with him. © TheDukeOfB******es / Reddit

I knew a 17-year-old girl who didn’t want to live with her parents anymore, so they bought her a house and car. They paid all her bills and even gave her an allowance every week. Due to my low income, I was eligible for the assistance program and was able to receive a discount on public transport tickets. Upon learning of this, this girl was outraged that I paid less than her, so she decided to apply for the same program as me. Later, still, she complained about being rejected. Last I heard, she was in film school — not because she had dreams of becoming a director, but just because she liked watching movies. As far as I know, she must be about 28 today and she hasn’t worked a day in her life. © Nixup / RedditMy college dorm roommate renovated our entire room, bought electronics, a rug, a mini-fridge, and filled it with produce. She really invested. However, after a week, she dropped her studies and moved to Spain. © Smeterpede / Reddit

I dated a girl who loved KFC. She managed to convince her father to buy a franchise of the restaurant, which was located across the street from her house. He bought the establishment to transfer it to the side where her apartment was, so that, then, she would no longer have to cross the street. © howifarmwood / Reddit

Have you ever known or lived with people whose families were well above the financial average? Or maybe you grew up that way yourself? Comment!