(middle class poor and obscure. not begging on the streets poor and obscure)
“Poor and obscure,” she said.
“If you were rich and famous, you could never go anywhere without being noticed.”
True, but you’d always get the best table at restaurants.
“Yes, but then you’d never get a chance to eat because people would be constantly bothering you for autographs or photos.”
True, but if you had enough money, you could reserve the whole restaurant and have it to yourself for the evening.
“Yes, but then you couldn’t people watch and eavesdrop on conversations.”
True, but you’d never have to sit next to a crying baby.
“I change my mind. Rich and famous.”
I thought so. Everybody has a breaking point.