One had to sell ones country manor 🙄 to an awful peasant who stared in adult movies :twisted:. Then ones cottage in wiltshire was sold to an ebay trader specialising in leotards 😮 .
Then as if the indignity of shopping amongst people who brush thier own hair wasn’t enough, one now has to carry the items one buys, with ones own hands 😡 .
However will I survive, times are so hard. The injustice of being treated like a commoner, it’s all these awful peasants fault, if only they would let us walk all over them, trample some heads, like the good old days.
How high and mighty one could feel again. Ah well it’s nice to dream.
Welcome to the ratrace, I hope you like crap, because on your new level of income coming from your old back ground, you are in for a crap storm.