With Money Comes Ego

When I speak to "the lady of the manor", if I hang around too long, (like ONE SECOND too long!), she brushes the air toward me with the back of her hand a couple of times, as if I'm an annoying housefly! Once, her daughter had the nerve to tell me "you're dismissed" when I wasn't certain if she was finished talking to me and I stood in front of her for ONE SECOND more. What's THAT all about?!?! Who do these people think they are?!?! Or, better yet, who do they think I am?!?!

It is interesting that, when people have large bank accounts, they think they are "better" human beings than those whom they only assume have smaller ones. And it doesn't matter what the education level is, either--snobbery comes with money accumulated through "Daddy", marriage, or luck! People with money seem to think that the mighty dollar determines the worth of a soul. In reality, these people are gods only in their own little corner of their own little world. If they were to go anywhere else, no one would care who they are. I think about that whenever I see some famous American traipsing around some fourth-world country with an expression of pity on their face like some divine saint, when no one there has ever heard of them, nor care if they live or die; I know I don't care about the famous people of Sidney or Portugal or Argentina or Ottawa; I just want this bug out of my food! When I travel overseas, I don't know if I'm sailing down the Danube next to some big company CEO, because we're all equal outside of our own corners of the world and he has to wait in-line just like the rest of us. So why aren't we equal otherwise? Pride, that's why! It's all about ego, mine vs. yours, (or feeding someone else's ego who pays our way through life). It gives me pause for thought over how I treat others in the future.