Another "Do you know who I am" type of story, don't know if it's true, hope it is, coz it's a corker.
Brian Clough rang down to the Apprentices room at the City ground asking the person on the other end of the phone to make him a cup of Tea. The lad on the phone ummd and arrd and generally mucked about. BC ask the lad "Do you know who you're talking to" ??
The Apprentice said "Yes, I do. Do you know who you're talking to"
BC said "No"
Quick as a flash the Apprentice said "Make your own Effing Tea then".
Apparently the Apprentice room emptied very quickly...........
Someone once told me that the "Real upper class" have more in common with the working class than the wannabe upper class.
Me and the wife stayed in the Dorchester once, a prezzy for our 20th wedding.
We where sitting alone in the smoke bar basically being ignored by the wannabe crowd, the only couple that sat next to us where a Lord and Lady (rude to mention their name but they had a big pile in the Cheshire area that's well known)
We had a lovely night with them, they where straight as an arrow and when they found out me and the wife where nurses bought us an expensive brandy each.
It took me a long time to learn this but actually there are Lords & Ladies in every social class of society people who have dignity and know that no one is more important than anyone else, but certainly have self worth. In reality having a title or money doesn't enter into it class is class and not measurable by the aforementioned.
I was on a cruise with our Gert and on the Captains Cocktail party night you Dress up, meet the captain and his Officers have a nice 6 course meal and then enjoy the entertainment, anyway we were seated on a table of 8 the other 6 We didnt Know to my right was a Indian couple from London in their 60s well to do probably a millionaire and a manager of a Chain of Restaurants, to my left a couple who were from Newquay both in the police force, the other couple were retired in their 70s, the millionaire was a right laugh and asked me if i was going to the show afterwards,i told him No i was gonna go to the Casino and play stud Poker, in a posh voice he said wow would you be so kind to teach me the ins and outs ? with that we had our meal and headed for the casino, every night after that we played Poker he was a star to be with and said at the end of the holiday he was glad he had met us and learned how to play Poker, as ive always said i might not have a lot of Brass but i can still hob nob with the best of em.
Over the course of 15 years working in Mayfair at the flagship showroom for Lexus I met all sorts. Without a doubt the most pleasant were the "Old Money", unfailingly polite and an absolute pleasure to deal with. When it came to "New Money" the sports stars, actors and vast majority of musicians (with a couple of notable exceptions) were great to deal with. The real arseholes were the brokers and dealers from the city.
@Peter i have a mate who is a Multi millionaire but to look at him you'd think he was a normal jack the lad type, i heard a story he went into the Range Rover showroom and the dealer got all arsey with him and started giving him the attitude, he turned to him and said, he could buy every car in the showroom if he wanted and asked to see his manager, the apologies that followed and would you like this would you like that sir were as he says sickly. Never Judge a Book comes to mind.
That has always held true no matter who and in what capacity you are dealing with someone. As my Grandfather told me from an early age "Manners make the man and the beauty of them is that they cost absolutely nothing"
I'd say what most people on this topic are talking about is respect. It doesn't matter who you are, where you come from and how much money you have. If you can show someone respect, no matter who you are. That'll see you right.
When it came to "New Money" the sports stars, actors and vast majority of musicians (with a couple of notable exceptions) were great to deal with. The real arseholes were the brokers and dealers from the city.
I remember when i was a kid we went on a school trip to London, we were chucked off the coach on park lane and left to our own devices with intructions to meet back there at 5pm...so off we go.
About an hour later we'd changed direction and were walking up park lane, as we went past a car showroom (it was rollsroyce if memory serves) just up from the Hilton i looked in the window and there was Rick Parfitt from Status Quo, of course like the starstruck kid i was i knocked on the window and was waving like a lunatic at him, he turned and smiled then turned back to the car he was looking at.
Couple of seconds later this bloke comes out and says "shoo, you heard me shoo, go away", gutted i started to turn away when i heard this voice "excuse me pal, but you don't chase away my fans, if want them gone i'll tell them myself" i turns around and there's Rick, big smile on his face holds out his hand and says "ello son, you alright, i like yer patch" (i'd got a quo patch on my denim jacket) i'm just stood there gagging on my words and stuttering like a bad stutterer standing on an electrified metal plate in my bare feet...i remember blurting out "you're Rick Parfitt" he starts laughing and says "glad you told me" then he pats me on the back and tells me he's gotta go because he's buying a new car....and walks back in the showroom, even now over 30 years later i can remember it like it was yesterday.
I've been really lucky in my life i suppose, i've spent time with some amazing famous people, even sat drinking with Jim Davidson..and he paid.
Angling "stars" as Dave knows i used to class Matt Hayes amongst my friends, till i fell out with the snaggle toothed git (to be fair that was my fault....i took the pee out of something i shouldn't have), Bob Roberts fell out with me over stuff i was posting on FB, i still don't know what i did to upset the beer drinking bearded black country warbler but he removed me from his friends list and hasn't spoken to me since lol.
I have well known "space geeks" amongst my friends and chat regularly (as in on the phone chatting) with a really well known "Prof" who's sense of humour is almost as wicked as mine
One thing i have to say though, yes i may have met, know/known, class as friends a lot of famous people but some of the real stars of this life, the ones who really leave an indelible memory in your mind.... i have met through this site.
Sadly some have gone to the great pond in the sky, some have been removed, some have left and others have vanished without a trace (waxy lion..anyone remember him?) but i still have the memories of fishing together, "talking" on here, chatting via email and even ringing each other.....to me, the real stars of life, are those where you can never forget the good times you shared!