“Coffee, chocolate, men. Some things are just better rich,” read the coffee mug at the tiny gift shop in Killington.
At one point I would have completely agreed with this phrase (although I am not exactly sure what rich coffee is, maybe someone can inform me). The CEO of Marriot hotels once said to me, “I’ve always told my daughters it’s as easy to marry a rich man as it is to marry a poor man. And they both married rich.” (Of course, I am sure it was really difficult to meet rich men because they were obviously running around with paupers). My dad repeats this phrase as he steadily tries to kick me away from him and towards a new man who will take care of me (AKA take me shopping). But is a man with money all he’s cracked up to be?
Lately, I haven’t been too impressed by rich men.
My friend Avery signed up for millionaire match several weeks ago. She has had two dates- on her first date the supposed “millionaire,” after telling her he was treating her to dinner, split the bill with her. That’s right: split the bill! Her second date just sucked, she said.
I think it is important to note that being rich has very little correlation with generosity. Sometimes I date a guy who I know is low on money but insists on paying for everything, and sometimes I will date a guy who carries his black Amex around like a freaking baby blanket but limits his bar tab to bourbon on the rocks (for him).
And although money can make life more comfortable, men who are absurdly rich also tend to have an “I can do anything I want” mentality. This includes treating you however they feel like treating you and trying to buy their way out of being jerks with presents and nice dinners.
Sometimes, their respect for you is so minimal that they think you will accept any offer that comes out of their wallet.
My friend May was dating a man significantly older than her. She went out with him every once in a while. She was attracted to the lifestyle: fancy dinners, drinks always on him, his multiple apartments that he owned in the city, he even offered to fly her out to his latest vacation spot in Cabo to join him for a week(she had to work, thank goodness.)
Until one night when he blatantly texted her asking if she wanted to have sex (talk about no foreplay). When she said no, he offered her money to do the deed (yes, still via text message) “It will be just between us,” Roy said. “Cmon, how much do you want?” My lovely sweet friend May, appalled and disgusted by his behavior, told him to please never to speak to her again. His text back was simple. “Slut,” it read.
Where does a man who has wined and dined you get the audacity to offer you money for sex? When he has it, that’s when. And when he obviously gets everything he wants, and when he doesn’t, he does as soon as he pulls out the wad of cash.
So don’t go looking for the poorest man you can find, but beware of the rich ones, because you may be able to wardrobe yourself in Escada, but you may find a few mistresses in the closet as well.
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You may be right that being rich has very little correlation with generosity, but there are, of course, those who are both rich and generous.
Or in other words, being rich doesn’t mean you have to be filthy rich.
i completely agree.