I was driving school bus for a private school in which yearly tuition rivaled that of harvard's. Obviously all of the children came from well to do families. One day, one of the little terrors asked me what kind of car I had. I replied that I drove a saab. Immediately the bus went silent and I could see the kids respect of me increase...DRAMATICALLY. I'm sure they were all thinking, wow, we completely misjudged her, she has an expensive car...maybe we should be a little bit nicer.... And then the bubble burst when another kid asked what year and model my car was. I replied "900s, and it's a '94".
"Why is it so old? When I turn sixteen my dad said he's going to buy me a porsche cayanne!" another spoiled rich, asshole child said.
Maybe it's so old because I make $81 a day to drive you brats from your million dollar houses to your million dollar school that you've been attending since kindergarden?
I hate kids.
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