Not everyone comes from a silver spoon, but these kids came from an entire antique sterling silver cutlery set. The subjects in these stories display incredible amounts of entitlement and have never worked a day in their life. One day, real life is going to bite them in the bum, just as soon as they get off Mommy and Daddy's dime!
We searched through Reddit for tales of the most spoiled, ungrateful rich kids known to man and the stories we found might turn you green with envy...or disgust. Content has been edited for clarity.
"A group of rich high school kids in Montana were out driving around. They found two combines (large farm tractor thingies, worth about $250k each) out in a wheat field. They decided to have a demolition derby and they got caught. In the judge's chambers, with the farmer who owned the combines, just wanted the damages reimbursed. The high-end family lawyers asked what the heck they were thinking when they did it. Their response: 'Well, you can't put a price on a good time.' Turns out that was the wrong answer.
"I knew a guy who would order more clothes online if he ran out of clean clothes in between visits home because he refused to do his own laundry. I thought, 'Huh, that's a bad sign.'
I ran into him a few years later. He brags about spending $50 on one night out just for drinks. He explains to the rest of us how much more sense it makes just to UberEats two meals a day, and how smart it is for him to take an Uber to his exams or to class sometimes. He lives less than 5 miles away from classes and has his own car, but parking and walking to his test is just too hard for him.
This guy also thinks San Francisco is the place to be and that it's good that the people who can't afford to live there are being forced to move out because that means only the best of the best will remain. Bonus points for also thinking that those people invading less populated areas of the country are a good thing because those 'rednecks' have no value to society.
It's difficult to believe such people exist in this world, but they do. He's gonna be in for a big surprise if he ever has a normal amount of money and has to learn about things like money management and budgeting."
"Went to college with a totally chill dude who was apparently rich as heck. He was on our college golf team and enjoyed destroying a club if he hit a bad shot. He wasn't even angry, it was just like a reflex to go Bo Jackson over his knee or whatever.
I asked him how he keeps playing and he basically said that at the end of every round he just bought new clubs for the next round. He showed me in the trunk of his car how he had like 5 boxes of irons and always took the plastic off a new driver for every round I saw him play (and he played every day at least 18 if not 36 holes). He said it wasn't even a rounding error in his dad's credit card."
"So there's this spot near where I live just off the freeway and up a mountain. It's a sort of makeout point and all the kids go up there to drink, smoke, etc.
My high school was full of kids suffering from 'affluenza,' totally the type to live their whole lives in a rich, safe, mind-numbing bubble and think nothing of it. The type to break their iPhone because they wanted a new one, to crash their first car (probably a BMW or Mercedes) and get a brand new one the next day, to expect the world to be given to them without earning it.
When I was a senior, a junior went up there with a couple friends on a foggy night. Now I didn't know this kid personally but I knew he wasn't up to any good. I'd heard stories about how much of a jerk he was and I'd personally seen him snort coke at school, so obviously they were drinking, on something, or more likely both.
He drove down the mountain like this and could barely see anything because of the fog, then hit a motorcyclist coming from the opposite direction and killed him. He got no kind of charges because, supposedly, the motorcyclist was wasted and on the wrong side of the road. Whether or not this is true, he took a human life AND was underaged while under the influence and didn't have to do so much as community service for it. He didn't seem to feel any kind of remorse. He boasted, even. Or, more often, he would complain about the damage done to his BMW."
"This reminds me of a spoiled kid that used to live near me growing up. I was friends with another kid that lived across the street from him, so it was hard to go over and hang out without him knowing. He would just show up most days, unannounced, act like a brat and ruin the day. One day he randomly showed up when we were watching a movie and wanted to play Legos. We didn't and wanted to keep watching the movie. He pouted, ran back home and got his mom to call my friend's house and tell him he better let her son play over there. Then 10 minutes later he was back over acting like nothing ever happened."
"Growing up in the south, high school football is crazy big. It honestly doesn't even make sense to me how invested everyone gets into it. Our team wasn't even any good and nearly always had a sub .500 record. That didn't stop the stands from being PACKED every night there was a game.
Well a new kid, let's call him Derek, moved into town and everyone was raving about how he was a karate champion and a star QB in his previous town. He even brought his trophies and medals to school to prove that he wasn't lying about it. He was such a rich pretty boy too. Constantly combing his hair and using hair spray at his locker, macking on all the girls, wore the most expensive clothes, and drove to school in an Escalade that evidently had been bought for him.
Yea, I was probably a bit jealous. I played soccer. I was in the worst shape of the entire team and was a keeper solely so I wouldn't have to run. Our team had been to state multiple times and we actually managed to win that year. I am not understating anything when I say that nobody gave a single darn. On the day we received our award in the school auditorium there was a lull of silence and Derek loudly said "Grass Fairies" to the laughter of everyone not on the team.
Football season began and Derek had the position of QB before tryouts even began. It helps that his dad had just helped the school pay for bleacher upgrades.
I was in marching band (soccer and band...a real winner I know) so we were pretty closely involved with the football team. It seemed like Derek could do no wrong. Practices and pre-season came and went and Derek always wore a non-contact jersey or did solo passing drills with tires and barrels. They didn't want to hurt their new star player before they started playing after all! And of course, they couldn't afford to upset his parents either.
Everyone was thrilled to watch our team from our new bleachers. It wasn't pretty. Derek absolutely CRUMBLED out there. People chalked it up to a bad matchup, but the next week came and it happened again. Turns out, he was the BACKUP to the QB at his previous school and got a trophy for that. He absolutely couldn't handle the pressure of actually playing. After being tackled HARD a few times he feigned an injury and was benched.
There were about two more weeks of this before he quit the team. He quickly fell from grace and before you knew it nobody cared about him, even with all his money. Perhaps the funniest part was that he ended up joining the soccer team later on.
As I got to know him, he really wasn't that bad of a guy, he just wanted to be popular and liked. So he did the things that made people popular and liked. He actually was really interested in Gospel singing, but was never allowed to do it because his dad forbid it."
"Back during college, I had a part-time job where some of my co-workers were either in high school or early college age like me. One of the high school coworkers had a phone that was shattered completely on both sides, but it still functioned. I asked her how that could even happen, and she says she ran over it with her car so that her mom would buy her a new phone, but her mom wouldn't buy her one because she has a job and can buy it herself. Sounds reasonable, but the coworker refuses to use her own money to buy her own phone because she wants her mom to feel bad that she has a broken phone."
"A few years back, I was a counselor at a super-rich, all-girls camp in Massachusetts. The parents would pay $16,000 (plus more if you wanted your kid to learn to ride a bike or a horse) for eight weeks at what was essentially a country club.
So I've grown up in Montana all my life. I was convinced that I would come in with some 'Montana Tough Love' and teach these girls how to be good, compassionate people.
Welp, I was wrong.
These girls were not just spoiled, they had entitlement ingrained into their DNA. I would get comments daily from these little twits that they were better than me and that they didn't have to do anything that I said because they paid me and I was just a counselor. I had one girl, who was twelve, who came from a divorced home and one parent gave her an iPhone and the other a Blackberry and she would text herself from one phone to the other. One bragged about how her parents were going to buy her a nose job when she turned 18.
One girl, who particularly liked me, kept saying that she would fly me out to New York after camp so I could be her nanny. Oof.
It was especially bad on Parent's and Grandparent's Days. We (the staff) were not allowed to be seen sitting or eating, and parents would whine to us about us not spending our own (pitiful) paycheck to buy their kids treats. Grandparents were especially bad because they were old money-types and would try to one-up each other with their cars or chauffeurs. One set even landed their helicopter on our soccer field and drove around on their own golf cart all day. I kid you not.
We even had a formal meeting before Grandparent's Day where the owner of the camp told us not to gawk if/when we saw an older man with a much younger wife who was clearly an inheritance hunter.
My god, I could go on and on, but the most interesting thing I noticed about these rich little twit were little things that were buried in their habits. For one, these kids didn't share. Like, at all. They would have their own set of nice gel pens to write letters home and if their best camp friend asked to use one, they'd say no.
Second, you know how if someone needs to cross a line of people perpendicularly, the normal thing to do is for you to take a step back for a moment to let them cross and then move back up into line? Not these girls. If they saw you coming to cross their line, as many as possible would crowd forward so you'd have to pass behind them. Totally bizarre.
One of the male counselors (who were openly paid more, by the way) had one mom flirt aggressively and then leave him a $50.
There was attempted blackmail once, too. One counselor of a bunk of 13-year-olds caught them trying to make a video that would look like she purposefully walked in on them while they were changing, which was incredibly alarming. They got a stern talking-to by the camp owner, at best, but she was on edge for the rest of the summer (understandably)."
"I went to high school with a girl whose first car was some new Mercedes-Benz. She crashed it, and her parents got her another one. She crashed that one, and guess what? Her parents bought her another one! Third times a charm, and when she got into yet ANOTHER accident, her parents refused to buy another one. I remember she went around the school telling everyone how abusive her parents were just because they wouldn't waste any more money."
"My sister was doing a summer internship for law school. I wish I could remember more details of the crime that was being discussed and why the guy did it but here:
There was another girl interning from an expensive, more prestigious university. One of the cases being tried consisted of a man stealing and money-laundering.
The girl made a statement, 'I don't get why anyone would do this. Whenever I need money, I just use my second checking account.'
My sister didn't associate with her very much."
"I went to a pretty prestigious public boarding school. My roommate was extremely nice, but also extremely sheltered and naive. Since this is a boarding school, naturally most of the kids who attend end up being upper-middle class to upper-class even though the school is open to anyone regardless of financial need.
Anyway, for one of the optional winter semester trips, my roommate decided to go to Europe. She brought her Macbook with her, and she left it on the bus that the group traveled on from Italy to Spain. She came back to the US without it, and she went home and came back the next week with a brand new one. Instead of keeping up with her devices, afterward, she just said 'Guess I shouldn't travel with my MacBook anymore!'"
"I worked with a boy whose dad got him the job to 'practice' being responsible before he inherited the multi-million family business. This dude was so useless, I got more work done if I shoved him a corner and had him take a 12-hour 'nap' than if I had him help me. Plus him 'helping" me usually resulted in 8-9 extra hours of work for everyone else, so he essentially got paid to sleep every day and we all just accepted it. One day, he came in steamed as all get out, so I asked him what his deal is. Turns out his dad wouldn't buy him new jetskis because his old ones are only a year old. He literally pouted and had a tantrum for 12 hours because he had to either use 1-year-old jetskis or buy the new ones himself.
I had a rich roommate at uni who tried to kill me and admitted it. I went to the school and they told me I wasn't allowed to press charges or call the cops if I wanted to stay at the school, and being an exchange student, that kinda meant I had to let it go. Her parents then proceeded to buy the school a new wing to help them forget about it and I got moved to a new dorm. My experience living in the US was not a good one."
"I go to a private school with really high tuition (don't worry I've got that scholarship money), so I have tons of stories:
-A kid was using his iPad (no cover!) to block the sun. The iPad slipped out of his hand and he just calmly picked it back up and continued to use it as his own personal $1,000 umbrella.
-Kid bragging at the lunch table that when he dies, he'll leave his wife out of the will because 'she probably married me for my money anyways lol.' The same kid got a 2018 Mercedes Benz.
-At a club fair, a kid rolls up wearing Gucci head to toe in 100-degree weather. Legendary, but why would you do that to yourself?"
"My ex-girlfriend fits this, actually. I could make a whole list, but I'll name the worst offenders:
-Each year during the summer, they throw away ALL of their clothing and buy a completely new closet of clothing in Paris. They make sure that the clothing gets destroyed, too, and not recycled.
-She was flabbergasted when I told her that earning $100k+ per year (Netherlands) is quite an unusually high amount of money.
-When I went on trips with her and her family, we would go 180 km per hour or faster. When I asked her dad, he would say that it is cheaper for him to get everywhere quickly and pay fines than to drive according to the speed limit.
-This one might not be rich kid syndrome but definitely feels odd to me. Never once in her life went to anything else than luxé resorts. When I took her camping last year she was HORRIFIED to see what camping really looks like.
-Genuinely believed that poor people were poor because they were lazy and that if they had the right morals they would be rich in no time.
-When asked how they earned so much, her dad told about tax evasion techniques and how they give polish immigrants way under minimum loan because he doesn't complain about it to management, which her dad is part of.
Just in general weird behavior."
"I went to elementary and middle school with some very wealthy people. Typically I was oblivious enough to not really realize it, but two instances come to mind.
In 5th grade, we did some kind of exchange trip type of thing with some kids in Canada. On the flight over there, one of my classmates said 'Wow, this is crazy. I've only flown first class before!'
Later, in 8th grade I was at that same kid's house (an absolute mansion on top of a hill, with the long landscaped entrance drive, marble-floored entrance hall with stairs winding up either side, etc), and he and a girl (who had been dropped off in her dad's 'newer' Ferrari) started having a discussion comparing the merits of their relative in-home movie theaters. Like, not just a living room with a cool A/V setup, but legitimate movie theaters with rows of seats that could seat about 50 people.
My family wasn't poor, but that was when I realized we weren't rich either."
"I grew out of touch with a friend whom I'd known for a decade. He decided (or his dad decided) that taking care of his dad's multi-billion dollar business is more important than having friends or a social life at all. Before that, he was still rich (the kind of rich where you have multiple yachts and own multiple garages stuffed with expensive cars), but we'd often game together and talk to each other like normal people would. The fact he was so rich was only noticeable when he'd quickly replace things, when poorer people would just attempt to fix it, or how he complained that one of his Lambos was broken again.
He's changed ever since he started taking care of his dad's business more. He basically went from passionate and caring to apathetic and selfish in the span of just two years. I don't think he realizes how much it's actually harming him. Either way, it's not going to be my problem, since I cut contact with him.
It's crazy how people will destroy themselves for money, or just for the sake of keeping it, and instead of resolving any issues they may have, escape into acquiring more wealth."
"When I was in college, I roomed with a girl who didn't know how to live on her own. Her mom did everything for her to the point where she couldn't function like a normal adult, like her mom would drive 11 hours to clean this her room for her, clean up her used contraceptive wrappers, etc. Her mom would get really snarky with me like self-reliance was a loser quality (also because it made her daughter look bad). While it is really easy to learn to wash your own clothes, etc., she couldn't do it and just said, 'Oh well I won't have to. When I graduate I'm gonna get a high paying job and have everything done for me, I wasn't raised to be domestic like you!' [Fun fact: I wasn't raised that way. I did my own cooking and laundry because my mom couldn't be bothered to do anything but watch soap operas and Lifetime movies]. Fast forward to present day: guess who couldn't hack taking care of herself after college and had to move back in with her mom?"
"My step-cousin had a sheltered upbringing and has an irritating sense of entitlement.
After he graduated from an Ivy League university, he was asked whether he had secured a job. He responded puzzled and somewhat amused, 'No - why would I do that?' He continues to live off his family's wealth.
Another time, while my uncle and aunt were in town, my parents invited the same cousin to stay with them. After waking up, he asked why his bed was not made. 'Don't you have someone to do that for you?' he asked.
My mother made his bed and cooked him breakfast, bacon and eggs. 'Don't you have turkey bacon?' he asked. The family saint went to the grocery store to buy it, and gave my father and me a look - 'Are you freaking kidding me?'
We did not invite him again. He's about 45 now, and behaves like a teenager."