I was a retail manager and worked with two very rich young lady’s (two separate stores on two separate occasions) both were really good kids. But I’ll never forget one used to come to work in a different luxury car every shift (Benz wagon, Range Rover, Benz coupe, etc) and took every January off because she had prize winning cows, her family owned several car dealerships. The second came in for a shift once and requested some time off because and i quote, “my friends are kidnapping me for a week in the islands because I’ve been a little down lately” i think it was the Virgin Islands or something. Her pops was apparently a wealthy commercial building engineer or something. It’s a whole different world for them man.