30 Of The Most Interesting Things People Spotted Rich People Doing Casually

Well, this may not be a "rich thing", I don't know, maybe an unexpected rich thing, but it was memorable. One year about 15 years ago, I was taking some vacation days right before Christmas. I took my AR-15 down to the Scottsdale Gun Club shooting range, which is a pretty public range that also rents guns. So I'm in my lane with my AR and a few handguns, shooting away. Next lane to me I notice two elderly guys, one in a suit, one dressed more casually. They're shooting a pistol, like a .38 or 9mm. I can't help noticing the guy in the suit looks familiar. 10 minutes later, I realize who it is, it's the self-made billionaire founder and owner of Discount Tire company. I know him because my wife worked there and I'd seen him at their annual company Christmas parties. Super nice guy, first name is Bruce. Basically the richest person in Arizona. So when I next have a chance, I get his attention, and he's all smiles because he's a nice guy, super friendly, shakes my hand, etc. Like an idiot I'm trying to talk to him and tell him my wife works there, etc, which is silly because we're in an active shooting range with hearing protection on and he's like 80. Anyways, I notice as he's addressing me, he keeps kind of peeking around me, into my lane. I notice he's eyeing my AR, which is picatinny'd out, has a bipod, and looks bada*s. Noticing this, I step aside and gesture to him if he'd like to hold it. I give him a quick runthrough of the magazine operation, trigger, charging handle, and safety. He's watching and grinning. Then I hand it to him, and hand him a mag and show him how to load it. By now the other guy he was with has stopped shooting and is now watching us. Mr. Billionaire steps into my lane, squeezes off about 10 rounds at the paper target, his smile increasing with each one. Then he turns, puts down the rifle and turns to me with a huge smile, clasps my shoulder and gives me a vigorous handshake. I give him a quick salute and he goes back to his friend, they zip up their gun and head out of the range area back into the main showroom. So I finish my session, I'm there for maybe 20 more minutes, then I pack up and get ready to leave. As I leave the range area and exit back into the main showroom, I find that the other guy is now there waiting for me. He shakes my hand and starts thanking me profusely, saying "Mr. Halle really enjoyed that." (Mr. Halle is what everyone called him.). He pulls out a small notebook and asks me for my name, my wife's name. So I say, "sure" and give him that info. I then stop to ask him what happened, what was he doing there? What was that all about? He tells me that this is an annual tradition for Mr. Halle. His wife hates guns, and won't let him own one, but once a year, he's allowed to go down to the range and rent a pistol, and fire it, and this was that time. (meanwhile this dude could afford to buy the building we're in 100 times over.) He thanks me and tells me again how much it meant to him, I say, OK, cool, and then we part company. I go home and that evening tell my wife the story, she's like, "That's cool." but doesn't think too much of it. A few weeks go by, and one day she's at work, and her phone rings, it's Billionaire's assistant. "Are you at your desk? Mr. Halle is on his way down." She's frozen with panic and like "WTF?" There's like 2,000 people at that office and why is he coming to see her? So 2 minutes later, he shows up, and he's got a big box of stuff with him. He starts by greeting her and begins telling her the story about me and the shooting range. After she stops panicking, and relaxes, he comes into her cubicle and, pulls up a chair and starts chatting her up about the photos of our kids, starts asking about me, photos from vacations, cruises, etc. and various other stuff. He tells her again how glad he was he ran into me. The box he brought is full of gifts for our kids, toy cars, books, stuffed animals, and other tire-related stuff. Nothing real fancy, just some thoughtful gifts. He clearly had done research because he knew we had 2 boys and he knew where to find her cubicle, so he'd checked it out before he approached her. And that's my story. I guess it goes to show money can't buy everything and sometimes even billionaires could use a little kindness, and appreciate it.

So I work part time at a strip club and we have some very rich clientele. Some of them come in all the time and we get to know a lot about them, they get to know a lot about us. Well, one of our security guys died of a sudden massive heart attack. One of the rich clientele just called the funeral home and paid for everything.

Like there was no second thought. We were all taking up a collection to help a bit and he just dropped the whole bill just like that! I mean I see a lot of really rich behavior... But that one was just so mind-blowing. .

Was at a bar with the multi-billionaire ceo of the company I worked for. He made fun of Oprah for only having one jet, then went on to tell me to never buy helicopters because they are built by the lowest bidder - planes are the better choice.

Bob, my car didn't even have air conditioning...

Someone once asked me where I summer 😭😭 never felt so poor than saying um… here ?

Using summer as a VERB, is a sign we are not in the same tax bracket.

It was from an 8-year old! My very wealthy friend got remarried and her son said he wouldn't mind staying with me while they went on their honeymoon. As we took our seats on the plane, he looked so confused. He sheepishly asked, "Who are *all these people* on your plane?". Oh, my little dude...

My friends bought a house in Palm Springs but the renovation was taking too long so they just bought a second house in Beverly Hills to live in during the renovations. They kept both.

I worked in a sporting goods store in my early 20’s and got absolutely screamed at by an old man for not knowing who he was when I asked him for ID.

Apparently he owned like half the town and others at the store would kiss his a*s. At $9 an hour I wasn’t paid enough to kiss his a*s even if I cared who he was.

I wasn’t from there and had only seen him come in a few times to buy random s**t. But either way, the federal f*****g government requires you produce ID to purchase a firearm and I was doing my job.

It’s been over 20 years and my husband, who has heard the story, will randomly look at me and bust out “you seriously don’t know who I am?!”.

I once stayed at a place that was $10,000 a night, amenities included. Luckily my health insurance paid 90% since I’d met my deductible.

I live not far from an old (now abandoned) castle in France. It was bought decades ago by a Chinese couple, they had the staircase taken out and shipped to China and just left the place and never returned. It’s been neglected since.

My soon-to-be mother in-law asked me and my fiance, her son, if we knew that some people don’t have reliable transportation to get to college, which causes them to miss class and/or show up late. Apparently, her most recent appointment as the chair of a teacher education program at a university has been very eye opening for her.

I know an almost billionaire who is very very sweet. He kept his oceanfront condo for his mother in law to stay at for like month a year, and went to it every day to feed the stray cats who lived around it. The place is paid off mind you but has high fees, a paid parking spot, utilities ect cost almost 20 grand a year.

Friend’s wealthy parents were going to give me a set of furniture for free—until I wound up moving cross country; couldn’t accept it.

Before I was to take it, I asked for the manufacturer so I could take measurements for my house, to make it all fit.

They responded, “oh, we’re not sure, it’s pretty old.”  Here I thought it was maybe from the 70’s.

Yes, it was from the 70s. The f****n 1870s, from France, and it was all handmade Louis XV pieces.

When I showed my home decor-obsessed mother, she appraised it all. Some were north of $5000, just for a small hallway desk. 

We’re both upset about it to this day. .

Going to their apt in the city so they have a place to hang out in between shopping at stores. Their apt is only for that purpose.

I watched a guy walk into a car dealership and buy a suburban. He literally walks in, goes up to a sales guy, points to the one in the lobby, and goes “I’ll buy it, I don’t want to haggle or any high pressure b******t. I’ll pay sticker and I need to be done in 10 minutes.”

He was driving it out of there 10 minutes later. I asked the other sales guy “who the f**k is that?”

He goes “He owns a bunch of fast food places, pizza huts and KFCs and stuff I think. He comes in every few months.”

“What does he do with the cars?” I asked.

“Sometimes trades even in, sometimes signs them over to friends or family members. He gave our secretary his old corvette. Said it was about to die anyway. Only had like 50k miles on it. She still has it, been three years.”.

There is a large liquor store near me, they have VERY expensive bottles in the back room.

One Xmas I was standing in line. The man in front of me, had one case of wine, 12 bottles of various variety.

The checker said..... OK that will be $27,455.

WtF??! Guy hands over his Credit card.
Followed him out, Drove away in a Bentley.

Pay USPS to keep the local branch of their post office open (it had been selected to close) so they didn’t have to drive as far to go to the post office.

Not taking free expensive stuff given to them because they probably already have a lot and/or they think it's something only poor people do. It's ironic because all these brands try to give those they perceive as rich more free stuff that they don't want or need.

Think that a banana costs $10.

I used to work at a jeweler and the stories are endless. Clients would talk about how they just got back from a months long trip on a yacht or some exotic island. I’m just like cool I put in 60+ hours this week and have worked every day of the week lol. The s**t that I wouldn’t get at all is the watch guys. I had a client come in one time and ask for the cheapest watch we had, so he didn’t have to worry about it on his trip. He ended up going with a $800 watch (not the cheapest) and while I was checking him out, he said he was going to throw it away after the trip. I tried talking him out of it and just said return it afterwards , but then he seemed insulted. Other watch guys would pay $1k every year just to get a little scratch on their Rolex that only they notice buffed out. Id explain to them that they’re shaving precious metal off every time and ruining the integrity of the watch, but they dgaf because their egos are so massive. We’d hold private events and encourage clients to bring their friends and itd always turn into a d**k swinging contest of who can spend more. Absolutely wild environment and I was absolutely burnt out after 2 years. Most money I ever made, but most miserable I’ve ever been.

My dad knows a billionaire who had a french chateau disassembled and reassembled in the US. He acted like it was just a normal as building a house. My dads been there a few time and said it’s an insane property with a huge man made lake and huge sprawling lawns. .