People Share Things They Thought Were Indicators Of Wealth When They Were Kids (30 Tweets)
I bet every one of you have had experiences when you wanted something, but you couldn’t get it because your family didn’t have the money for it or perhaps you only used to get a certain thing once in a very rare while.
This ultimately led you to believe that certain things are only reserved for rich people and if you were to eventually get it, you would feel high class for having it.
Maybe it never was posh in the first place. Regardless, people spent their childhood thinking that. One day, author and teacher Eve Dunbar posted a tweet asking people what were some things that they thought was the height of class when they were children. And people responded with these very memories.
Bored Panda invites you to take a look at what things the people of Twitter grew up believing was high class. Vote on the ones you’ve enjoyed the most or the ones that struck a nostalgic chord with you. And hey, while you’re at it, why not leave a comment in the comments section below?
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100% the same. Started earning money at 12 to get my first set of keys to a rusty jalopy, and I will never let go of the meaning of 'VALUE,' which a brand new car does not have. When something is worth 25% less almost immediately, it's clear that a lot of the price is just in being 'brand new'. Meanwhile, a standard car model will undergo 'major' changes only about every ~15 years. Waste of resources...I'll never be rich enough to justify throwing money out like that.
Oh boy, the difference between lower and upper middle class is HUGE. No one acknowledges that the lower middle class is actually poor.
I love these! My Mom used to put a pack of them in my stocking at Christmas every year when I was a kid.
READ THIS REALLY IMPORTANT! Benetton are an Italian Family, they do cool ads BUT in fact, in Italy they own concession for like 80% of the highway, they earn A LOT of money from them but they spend very little for maitenance, for this a bridge in Genova have collapsed and more than 40pll died.... they are the emblem of hypocrisy.. be carefull whit people like this, they told you "hey we are all brother we care about people and world" and meanwhile they make profit on people shoulders. Most of Italian people hate this family (except for the ones who believe that they believe in that ads" sorry for my english! not my language :/
You mean a sewing kit? 😂😂 (Where I'm from that specific biscuit tin is used to store sewing stuff)
I could not agree more!! I still think, at 47, that I can count the number of vacations I've had on my fingers.
I *was* the dishwasher, LOL... In seriousness, yeah. A working dishwasher. Besides me.
Growing up, I had a wonderfully crafted hand-made dollhouse. It was made by a good friend of my mom's, originally used by her daughter (who had by that point grown out of it and was our family's babysitter). It was really special. All the better - we were able to return the favour and pass it back to the daughter some years later when she had a child of her own. :D
I have one and a half in my current apartment that I share with my boyfriend, still feels like a luxury
I never understood those rooms. I knew people who had them and people who have them now but it seems like such a waste of space to me
In that, we beat all the rich kids. My mom is the best baker I've had the pleasure of getting cakes from. She made us gorgeous cakes... the real Waldorf Astoria Red Velvet Cake with Fluff Frosting, German Chocolate Cake, NY Cheesecake, Devil's Food Cake with Chocolate Ganache (my 30th bday). She also made a lot of tiered wedding cakes and catered weddings for family and friends. If they'd buy the ingredients, she'd do it for cheap. She made both of my wedding cakes.
Had some pairs when I was in college way back when, the envy of my classmates ;-)
I LOVED getting the catalog around the holidays. It always marked the start of the Christmas season for me to see the catalog.
Haha! I had a friend in school who came from a big Italian family, they definitely had cured meats hanging in the kitchen.
Yummy these were so good, the Lavender Pastels were fun too!
One of my fondest memories. Grandma found out time and days of bread deliveries, Wonder bakery was less than a mile from the store, so we were able to get the bread still warm. She always bought 2 loaves, because one would be gone before we got home. This was our only luxury. I didn't even get to go to the actual movie theater til my first job. But I still remember the taste and smell of wonder bread in the backseat
These are very common in Brazil since.... I can't remember, they were here when I was born....
My whole family took a limo to the airport (my parents did well in life but we knew a guy)when I was a teenage. My cousin opened the window and asked the person in the next car if he had a bottle of grey poupon. We felt so fancy
Those and Swatch watches. Oh how I wished we could have a Swatch Watch.
Little guest soaps that were in fancy shapes. That was for fancy rich people.
And then you had to stand there, slowly turning the dial, until they finally picked something...
Daddy would cut an orange in slices then peel back the peel like little handles.He was the only one who at grapefruit!
It’s funny because I always thought a basement was a sign of wealth. My family is well of and we have a two story house, but we never had anything like the huge basement/game room/home movie theater our cousins had.
Pantene was what I thought the rich girls had. I mean, they also had their own rooms, separate bathrooms, and their own phone line with their own phone number in their bedrooms.
OMG I LOVE THIS!!! We got strawberry bars and the english toffee bars every week.
As a kid?! I didn't even start to drink coffee until I was twenty something.
and thanks to Covid-19, we will probably never get to see a salad bar again.
Lived in a 3 story Victorian house no AC, did have a basement so we put a floor fan at the "kitchen" door, it led down to a landing that also led to the basement. and a fan in a second floor window to draw the cooler air from the basement onto the first floor.
I lived for 23 years in a communist regime (Romania): for most of people, being rich meant an orange for Christmas, more than 2 hours of TV, 5 hours of electricity and 1 hour of water per day! And, for the few car owners, more than 20 liters of gasoline per month. Pretending more could throw you in jail.
I first saw a Godiva shop in a mall in the late 80s. I thought it was a lingerie shop for the longest time. -Dr M, aka Mr Literal
And people whose Mom cut the crust off their sandwiches. We could not afford such waste. Our sandwiches were already lame -- white bread, thin layer of mayo and ONE slice of Carl Budding.
I'd forgotten these! We had them once a year, too, for my mom's birthday dinner. Hated the cocktail, but ate it anyway because I thought it was for movie stars. And yup, we always reused the glass for special occasions.
look at what we have now 8 foot curved 3d moniters with about 500 times the computing power of the apollo 13
I think I was sheltered. We had fresh fruit, garden vegatables,anything you could make but I still havent seen some of these things. I was blessed just not wordly.
This is a fairly cheap Portuguese wine for us here. It costs something like $3 to $7 dollars depending on the bottle. Usually known for its Rosé grape or caste.
I never got to have one of those. Was jealous of all the girls who did have.
It's ALL from concentrate. OJ doesn't keep for long. If you want the real deal you need to buy the oranges and do the work. When I was around 10 or so I would buy the old oranges as they were due to be disposed of and squeeze them myself, tastes a hundred times better than anything you can buy in the shops..
So much of this is US only and centred around very particular products. Growing up the things that marked out wealth for me were the family having a car, going on holiday and having a shower in the house (these just weren't widely available) and being able to have heating on (coal was how the heated our homes back then) No AC for us, not needed, too cold lol!
My Dad managed A&P stores when I was growing up. This is the smell of my childhood!
Fabulous, I still love these, but really wanted a whole bowl to myself when I was little.
The only one of these I have is a Colour TV... but it's a CRT, not a flatscreen!
Though I didn't realize it at the time, we grew up poor..at least in terms of buying stuff. My idea of rich was if you, the kid, had a TV in your room. I grew up on a small farm. And between being able to go outside whenever you liked, having friends that didn't make a deal out of what they had and folks who were creative In repurposing things for Xmas and birthdays, I can honestly say I never felt like we didn't have money. So maybe the correct way to see this is I didn't grow up poor. Though we didn't have a lot of money, I never felt it's absence.
Awesome! I knew we were poor, bu tmostly b/c other people said so. Where we were, we were "the norm". Make do, do without, or do over. That was just how it was.
Load More Replies...Reading those made me totally reconsiderate my definition of richness. It made me realise that I've had access to most of those thing as a kid, although me and my family never thought of ourselves as a rich family. I wonder how, where, and when those people grew up.
I was born in the 80s and grew up in Southern California my whole life, I could relate to a good 90% of these. The problem with wealth is those that have it feel they don't because they compare themselves to those that have more than they do and not those they have more than.
Load More Replies...What did "rich" people have/do? - A Nintendo Entertainment System and a PC. (We had an Atari 2600) - Rich families had an upstairs. (We could only afford one-story rentals.) - They shopped for clothes at the mall. (We shopped at K-Mart.) - They had a new car. (Our cars were always clunkers that my Dad fixed up quite nicely.) - They ate at non-fast food restaurants. (Our best was Burger King.) - Their Mom stayed home. (Our Mom worked as much as our Dad.) - New swingsets. (Our Dad refurbished ours from parts. It was safe, though!) - Fake Halloween costumes. (Our Mom made ours. Oddly, they turned out far better than the other kids'...) - Rich kids got to buy burgers, hot dogs, and pizza for lunch. (We ate 'tray food'.) - They flew to their vacation spots. (We drove or took the bus.) - They had new TVs. (Ours were older and used.) - They had a new couch and beds. (Ours were second-hand.) - They bought new pants when they wore holes in them. (Mom patched ours.) We eventually got out of poverty, but only after our parents divorced and took separate paths in life. Secondary education and pure luck helped. ...a LOT.
NOTE: Our Mom and Dad always loved us, provided as best they could, and sheltered us from truly knowing our poverty until we were teenagers, when we figured it out ourselves. Then we looked back, and were shocked at how poor we were. -- They only divorced when we were teens, and he still gladly lets her have part of his monthly retirement pay. She doesn't ask for a penny more, and both are gainfully employed. Neither take their income for granted, and none of us "kids" do either. -- We're still all 'savers', and sometimes laugh at how frugal we are, even though we could all live 'the easy life'. But we all give to charity, cause we will always know what poverty was like. -- You remember it in your bones, and never forget.
Load More Replies...Though I didn't realize it at the time, we grew up poor..at least in terms of buying stuff. My idea of rich was if you, the kid, had a TV in your room. I grew up on a small farm. And between being able to go outside whenever you liked, having friends that didn't make a deal out of what they had and folks who were creative In repurposing things for Xmas and birthdays, I can honestly say I never felt like we didn't have money. So maybe the correct way to see this is I didn't grow up poor. Though we didn't have a lot of money, I never felt it's absence.
Awesome! I knew we were poor, bu tmostly b/c other people said so. Where we were, we were "the norm". Make do, do without, or do over. That was just how it was.
Load More Replies...Reading those made me totally reconsiderate my definition of richness. It made me realise that I've had access to most of those thing as a kid, although me and my family never thought of ourselves as a rich family. I wonder how, where, and when those people grew up.
I was born in the 80s and grew up in Southern California my whole life, I could relate to a good 90% of these. The problem with wealth is those that have it feel they don't because they compare themselves to those that have more than they do and not those they have more than.
Load More Replies...What did "rich" people have/do? - A Nintendo Entertainment System and a PC. (We had an Atari 2600) - Rich families had an upstairs. (We could only afford one-story rentals.) - They shopped for clothes at the mall. (We shopped at K-Mart.) - They had a new car. (Our cars were always clunkers that my Dad fixed up quite nicely.) - They ate at non-fast food restaurants. (Our best was Burger King.) - Their Mom stayed home. (Our Mom worked as much as our Dad.) - New swingsets. (Our Dad refurbished ours from parts. It was safe, though!) - Fake Halloween costumes. (Our Mom made ours. Oddly, they turned out far better than the other kids'...) - Rich kids got to buy burgers, hot dogs, and pizza for lunch. (We ate 'tray food'.) - They flew to their vacation spots. (We drove or took the bus.) - They had new TVs. (Ours were older and used.) - They had a new couch and beds. (Ours were second-hand.) - They bought new pants when they wore holes in them. (Mom patched ours.) We eventually got out of poverty, but only after our parents divorced and took separate paths in life. Secondary education and pure luck helped. ...a LOT.
NOTE: Our Mom and Dad always loved us, provided as best they could, and sheltered us from truly knowing our poverty until we were teenagers, when we figured it out ourselves. Then we looked back, and were shocked at how poor we were. -- They only divorced when we were teens, and he still gladly lets her have part of his monthly retirement pay. She doesn't ask for a penny more, and both are gainfully employed. Neither take their income for granted, and none of us "kids" do either. -- We're still all 'savers', and sometimes laugh at how frugal we are, even though we could all live 'the easy life'. But we all give to charity, cause we will always know what poverty was like. -- You remember it in your bones, and never forget.
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