Andrew: I'm with youβit smacks of fantasy. (I'm secretly rich and fucked your husband and invented a drug that you will eventually need to save your life and I WON'T GIVE IT TO YOU! BWAA-HA-HA!)
While it's always fun to have an insider snapshot of rich-mommy backbiting, this lady does a poor job hiding how much she gets off on hating her nemesis.
3: Irish lore has it that spirits drunk through a lace-curtain filter can't be smelled on the breath. In reality, lace-curtain drunks are the smelliest of all.
Even if it is fake, I bet she enjoys thinking it's real even more than we do, and because ofthat, I wish her well, even if she does come across as equally petty. Let's hope her kid does better.
(The only issue I didn't have an issue with is the husband fucking but her motivation for doing so.)
My car belonged to my best friend who died in a accident and the feeling I get driving her car is like being on vacation (I miss her so much I can smell her in that heap)
Do any of you actually know people rich enough to donate a building? Have you surveyed rich people about their "I, Anonymous" reading habits? You sure sound like a bunch of experts on what "rich people" do.
Do you actually think this kind of thing is not possible? I'd call even odds at least that it's true, or true and only somewhat embellished.
play some music kids like and stop thinking about yourself And your pending migraine you selfish bitch. Stay home if you are that fragile.
This is where I sympathize with the other woman, if she exists. How dare she be susceptible to migraines? How selfish!
I could buy your house with what I have in my checking account.
If this is literally true (assuming any of it is true), this author is a massively stupid bitch. Keeping hundreds of thousands of dollars in a low-/no-interest account = dumb.
Even the most ridiculously cheap and frugal rich people(there are tons of them in Seattle) draw the line at transporting their children in unsafe rusty heaps*. A five year old car in decent shape doesn't cost that much.
*they may still use the heap for their own commute.
Rich people don't keep their entire savings in checking accounts. Not only is this letter fake, it's likely written by someone who's never been wealthy enough to justify having a savings account.
@36,37 - If the amount exceeds what FDIC or NCUA will guarantee -- and if she can buy a house with it, then it certainly does -- it's not a smart place to keep it.
My most fervent hope is that it's a fake cleverly designed to torment a whole class of rich moms who will never be able to know for sure whether it's true and will spend hours speculating on who wrote it.
I'm so much better than you 'cause I don't have to prove how much better than you I am so I'm gonna prove it by showing how much better than you I am by writing an anonymous letter about how much better than you I am!
@10 I call bullshit on your curtain-filtered drinking legend.
Lace Curtain Irish were Irish immigrants who escaped the potato famine and found relative fortune in the US. They sought WASPy company, tried to impress with material things (like lace curtains) and climb the social ladder while they shunned their poorer bretheren. I think the metaphor works very well here. I liked it right up until she claimed to be secretly rich. She almost made it... but she flew to close to the sun on wings of pastrami.
@42 ten pts for the SirMixALot ref. Welldone, sir, welldone.
also: the parent-car-comparison game at private schools is inTENSE. That part of the letter is true, so I'll give the OP some belief there, as well as some benefitofthedoubt about the dead friend's car. That's too creative, -relative the rest of the soap opera presented-, to not be true.
Perhaps the dead friend left her some insurance money...
But not THAT much.
and clearly the little nemesis is a bullytwat. I'll believe that too.
fake or not, it's a great read. never thought I Anon was about reality - it's supposed to be entertaining.
however, to assume that nobody rich enough to participate in this drama would read Slog is foolish. If there's one thing the lazy rich have, it's time on their hands.
BTW: I could totally buy SLOG if I wanted to.
Still, delightful.
While it's always fun to have an insider snapshot of rich-mommy backbiting, this lady does a poor job hiding how much she gets off on hating her nemesis.
Fake.
(The only issue I didn't have an issue with is the husband fucking but her motivation for doing so.)
The very rich are, in fact, different from you and I: they're much more annoying.
No one could type all that on an iPhone without a pantload of typos.
No one who is rich enough to donate a new school building reads I, Anonymous, let alone writes in to it.
"No, YOU'RE a more selfish bitch"
"No, YOU'RE a more selfish bitch!"
"No, you are!"
"You are!"
...
sent from my iPhone
Sounds like a big pile of crazy
Which person are we not supposed to like?
Fake or not, clearly delusion.
Do you actually think this kind of thing is not possible? I'd call even odds at least that it's true, or true and only somewhat embellished.
This is where I sympathize with the other woman, if she exists. How dare she be susceptible to migraines? How selfish!
If this is literally true (assuming any of it is true), this author is a massively stupid bitch. Keeping hundreds of thousands of dollars in a low-/no-interest account = dumb.
*they may still use the heap for their own commute.
Have you never heard of a savings account?
Rich people don't keep their entire savings in checking accounts. Not only is this letter fake, it's likely written by someone who's never been wealthy enough to justify having a savings account.
I've had up to $100k in one of those at times.
Lace Curtain Irish were Irish immigrants who escaped the potato famine and found relative fortune in the US. They sought WASPy company, tried to impress with material things (like lace curtains) and climb the social ladder while they shunned their poorer bretheren. I think the metaphor works very well here. I liked it right up until she claimed to be secretly rich. She almost made it... but she flew to close to the sun on wings of pastrami.
also: the parent-car-comparison game at private schools is inTENSE. That part of the letter is true, so I'll give the OP some belief there, as well as some benefitofthedoubt about the dead friend's car. That's too creative, -relative the rest of the soap opera presented-, to not be true.
Perhaps the dead friend left her some insurance money...
But not THAT much.
and clearly the little nemesis is a bullytwat. I'll believe that too.
bet it's Bertschi
however, to assume that nobody rich enough to participate in this drama would read Slog is foolish. If there's one thing the lazy rich have, it's time on their hands.