When people say "life's tough" you think it's ironic. After all, your family had a four-car garage, and instead of buying school lunches for $1.50 you drank alcohol-free champagne and ate giraffe burgers. Now as a grown man your nepotism has gotten you a sweet gig on Wall Street, a flashy car, and women who overlook your flaws to get their hands on that platinum card. While everyone hates your circumstance they'd trade places in a second. That's why you spout that trademark laugh as you stiff them and write a dickish comment on their receipt.