How many times do you see or wonder this? I was at the shop earlier and saw a lot of vintage and seriously stylish and presumably expensive cars there, like classic cars from Bullet, the early Bond films etc.
The guys who were driving them were early twenties if they were a day, assholes to boot and rude to people in the petrol station shop and the teller and one another, also blasting the horns at people when driving away.
Anyway, my home town is literally a one horse town, it has little in the way of decent shops, a couple of food outlets, pubs frequented by paramilitaries, some chain stores with off licences located in close proximity to the estates of jobless people. I mean subway opening up in this town was an event. Its also a pretty insular place with a proud population which thinks highly of the place and is very incurious, if that's how it could be described, of anything more cultured or cultivated in taste. I knew someone who worked for the town council once as a business advisory official and he described it as "the kind of place not to open a book shop in".
So I wondered how did these assholes afford these cars? Who are these assholes in fact?
Do you ever have that kind of experience and where and what triggered it?