I am pretty sure I just got accused of being some rich young person while riding the elevator in the hotel I’m staying at.
“What’s he doing here?” the drunk guy asked as I walked out of the elevator.
Maybe I just look like a bum in my jeans, t-shirt, grubby shoes and messed up hair; therefore I must be wealthy and young.
Jokes you bitches!!! 32 and lower middle class (or working class, depending on your criteria).
well, nice to know you my young wealthy grubby kid:)