as i'm stuck at work
i might as well mention my colleague lisa, whose daddy is minted and whose husband is even more so.

she has diamond earrings the size of hazelnuts and a ring the size of a brazilnut. she gets 24 yellow roses every. single. monday. morning. despite being 34 years old, she is NOT ALLOWED to walk around london in the dark - she can never come out from october onwards. unless her husband drives in to collect her, as they live in wapping and otherwise she might have to walk for 2 mins in the dark down st kats docks.

but what really annoys me is... we all know the redundancy axe is hovering over all of us. and she is whinging louder than anyone else about it, whereas the rest of us are just getting on with the job until the inevitable announcement is made. er, hello, try being single and supporting yourself (and your mulberry handbag habit), then let's see how you sleep at night.
( rachelswipe with a fork, Sun 12 Oct 2008, 20:53, 3 replies)

Bloke I work with
has no need to work at all, having sold a business for a fair amount and retired early, but still does all the hours God sends. 50, 60 hours a week, for no good reason that I could see.

Then he mentioned his wife's penchant for impulse handbag-buying. One of her favourites cost a grand and a half.*

Fuck me, I said, even if I could afford that I wouldn't buy it. What was it, gold plated with knobs on? My bags come from Oxfam, or the car boot sale if I fancy a haggle. 50p-£2, tops.

Seems though that the wife's spending isn't the reason for his continuing interest in work, as she can well afford it.

It's the sheer exhaustion of being around someone so obsessed with spending money. Apparently gets tedious after a while.

*Over seven times as much as my current car!
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Sun 12 Oct 2008, 21:16, closed)

As above... why the funk spend so much money.
What's the point of diamond earrings? You can't see em...
(tweebianmonkey Should be known as Widget, Sun 12 Oct 2008, 22:06, closed)

maybe they're afraid some vigilante who is also a jeweller will rugby tackle them in the street, examine the earings/ring/necklace with one of those magnifying eye pieces and shout "fake! fake! fake! this nobody is wearing fake diamonds! faker!" to a convienient nearby gathering of celebrities?
(Mmmmminty all the beatles are aliens except for George, Sun 12 Oct 2008, 23:56, closed)