I waited and I waited for help but all the rich people just stared at me and kept eating.

[RevStPatrick]

34. Several years ago, I did some computer work in the home office...

...of the wife of one of the richest men on the planet. Most of the people you served in that country club were pikers compared to these people. This family is in the top 250 wealthiest in the world. These were .0001 percenters. I was totally creeped out.

A Picasso or two in the main hallway.
There was also a Monet that I recognized.
I'm sure all the other artwork was equally as impressive.
(that's not creepy)

The staff were all dressed up in bow-ties and nice suits and dresses.
On a Tuesday afternoon.
The stuff in the woman's home office was worth more than everything I will ever own in my entire life.
When there was a problem because the $3,000 item she purchased would not fit in the allotted place on her desk, she said "just get rid of it and get something that fits."

My neighbor was familiar with these people when I mentioned them (I knew he was from the same country as the husband), and he said "stay away from those people. He's a killer." At some point the wife's assistant wanted to hire me to install some equipment in their house in another country, for a day rate which was as much as what I would make in a month. I didn't want to help them, and I used not having a passport as my out. "Oh, don't worry about that! We'll fly down on the private jet and the military will drive us to the house."

Ummm... no thanks!
Those people still freak me out, nearly 20 years later...