Spoilt Brats
Mr Newton sighs, "ever known anyone so spoilt you would love to strangle? I lived with a Paris Hilton-a-like who complained about everything, stomped her feet and whinged till she got her way. There was a happy ending though: she had to drop out of uni due to becoming pregnant after a one night stand..."
Who's the spoiltest person you've met? Has karma come to bite them yet? Or did you in fact end up strangling them? Uncle B3ta (and the serious crimes squad) wants to know.
( , Thu 9 Oct 2008, 14:11)
Mr Newton sighs, "ever known anyone so spoilt you would love to strangle? I lived with a Paris Hilton-a-like who complained about everything, stomped her feet and whinged till she got her way. There was a happy ending though: she had to drop out of uni due to becoming pregnant after a one night stand..."
Who's the spoiltest person you've met? Has karma come to bite them yet? Or did you in fact end up strangling them? Uncle B3ta (and the serious crimes squad) wants to know.
( , Thu 9 Oct 2008, 14:11)
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One guy springs to mind
I'm sure there is a few stories rattling about in my head somewhere. But a son of my sociology tutor was pretty damn spoiled. She was a stand in for sociology and another subject. A fairly nice lady who used to speak to the class quite a bit about social issues and taking responsibility for yourself and your role in society.
My friend however worked with her son in a large department shop, and said he no work ethic and looked down on any other staff as 'they worked in a shop.'
The most tragic part I feel was how he used to moan that his cheque hadn't come in that month. Not a bursary or such like (scoff scoff) but a cheque from his beloved parents. 800 quid on pocket money, and the family weren't that loaded from what I gather.
( , Sun 12 Oct 2008, 0:21, Reply)
I'm sure there is a few stories rattling about in my head somewhere. But a son of my sociology tutor was pretty damn spoiled. She was a stand in for sociology and another subject. A fairly nice lady who used to speak to the class quite a bit about social issues and taking responsibility for yourself and your role in society.
My friend however worked with her son in a large department shop, and said he no work ethic and looked down on any other staff as 'they worked in a shop.'
The most tragic part I feel was how he used to moan that his cheque hadn't come in that month. Not a bursary or such like (scoff scoff) but a cheque from his beloved parents. 800 quid on pocket money, and the family weren't that loaded from what I gather.
( , Sun 12 Oct 2008, 0:21, Reply)
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