“My dad has a friend who is very successful, very rich, and most definitely a multi-millionaire. He comes to visit every once in a while with his family. While I didn’t like him very much, he didn’t ever come off as stingy to me…until he visited this summer.
We were at the food court at the mall. He kept on making rude remarks like how the food was ‘low class’ and harassing the staff, which was all very stereotypical rich prick like things to do, but then he does a complete 360 degree personality switch when we get to a Ghirardelli shop at the mall.
A teenage girl, who is maybe in high school, is giving out free samples. My dad’s friend approaches and asks for a sample. She apologizes and says, in a very polite manner, that the store has just run out of samples.
What any normal, semi-respectful person would have done was thanked the person for the information and walk away.
This guy has enough money to buy the entire Ghirardelli chain, yet he decides to pick a fight with a high-school girl.
‘Excuse me?’ he snaps, drawing the attention of a small crowd. ‘What do you mean, there are no more samples?’
The girl grows nervous, and is clearly uncomfortable by the attention he is drawing. ‘Um, the store gives me a certain number of chocolates for samples, and I’m afraid we’ve run out.’
You would’ve expected him to back down.
Pointing angrily at the girl, he demands to talk to her manager. He then proceeds to trash talk her. ‘You are a lying, cheating, little brat,’ he hisses. ‘How dare you disrespect me. Haven’t you heard the saying, “The customer is always right?” Ungrateful wench. I’m going to get you fired for this, just wait.’
The girl is biting her lips nervously. She’s so upset she’s almost crying. Her eyes are red-rimmed and she looks scared. ‘I need this job. Please don’t fire me, sir.’
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He gets her fired.
I have never seen someone look as upset and humiliated as that high-school girl. She was crying freely and begging the manager to rehire her. Meanwhile, my dad’s rich prick friend is smirking on the sidelines and bragging to the large crowd that has gathered that he is glad that he has fired her, and laughs in contempt when she begins to weep.
I was disgusted.
This man, a multi-millionaire, had fired a girl for something that was entirely not her fault. He had fired her because the store had run out of samples.
If that’s not cheap, I don’t know what is.
We are definitely not inviting that prick and his family to come over next summer.”