Rich Girl Not Going to Pretend She's Not Rich Just to Make Poors Happy

Today, a rich girl college student takes to the internet to voice her displeasure that "bitter and unhappy" poors are looking at her sideways just because she is, to reiterate, a rich girl. Thought Catalog? Thought Catalog.

Rachael Sacks is living here in New York City, stone cold getting an education (private school, natch), but criminy, she can hardly tote around huge shopping bags full of new clothes without getting a bit of subtle shade thrown her way from some lowly cashier. Ridic! "I came straight from the Mulberry Sample Sale, big ass shopping bag in tow back to the Gristedes by my West Village Apartment."- the first sentence of today's most promising Thought Catalog Essay That's Gonna Get Forwarded Around With Comments Such As "Look at This Shit."

"I got my purse at a 70% discount so they can fuck off," Rachael notes.

"I am sorry I don’t have to go to a state school to save my parents money. What do you want from me?" Rachael asks.

The travails of Rachael:

People shouldn’t make others feel bad about their own personal finances. How people spend their money is their own choice. There is a certain amount of tact you should show around people who can’t buy exorbitantly expensive things. But should you classify someone as a person based on how they are showing their wealth, or lack of it? It just seems really petty and makes you look bitter and unhappy with your own life if you are casting nasty glares at college girls in Gristedes because you’re a cashier. What purpose does it serve if all you want to do is reflect your own misery on other people?

Why do unhappy poors need to reflect their own misery onto people who are not poor? What is the big idea? And furthermore, these snide poors probably do not realize that Rachael, too, has lived her own version of The Struggle:

Fortunately I grew up with a decent amount of money in a decently rich area where people who work for the government go to raise their perfect kids. But I went to private school when I was younger and there would always be someone so much richer than me. There were kids who owned their own horses and whose parents were billionaires, so I had no idea that I had any money until I was about 14 and people called me “Rachael Sacks of Cash”. My parents bought me clothes from Old Navy and I ate at McDonalds on weekends when I was a kid.

"I’m not one of those people who try to be poor to relate to people," Rachael confides. Cool.

She also has a pretty racist Twitter.

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