Say you’re on a yacht with your principal and they had a few tequilas, and then they’re like, “Oh, come on. Join us.” Ultimately, you have to remember that you are there because they’re paying you. It’s a job. They’re not your friend. Obviously, you need to share compassion and empathy. Sometimes your boss needs you to be a shoulder to cry on.
Disgusting.
I have a Saudi client who was renting a property in London, I think it was £100,000 a week. They booked it out for three months. They brought 60 of their staff from Saudi Arabia all the way over to the property. It was a family of three, and they only went for three days.
Nobody needs wealth like this. I’m convinced everyone could have a modest life if people didn’t insist on opulent luxury.
I’m convinced everyone could have a modest life if people didn’t insist on opulent luxury.
There’s so few of these people (and so many of the rest of us) that the math doesn’t actually work out on that.
Try it, look up an estimate of the wealth held by the gratuitously rich, divide by the relevant population, and then multiply by whatever the average return on that capital would be. It would be a nice raise but not life changing. Counterintuitively, extreme poverty is kind of a separate issue to extreme wealth, at least in the West.
