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When I was young my uncle lived in a smart bit of the Newbury burbs. One of their neighbours used to get a new number plate every year to make it seem like they had a new car.
It absolutely baffled me as a kid because it clearly wasn't the current years model. I was very in to cars, but still it seemed like such an obvious fail. Likewise, surely everyone knows Mercs deprecate like stones and old ones cost fuck all?
EDIT: fuck me. I knew old mercs weren't worth much, but I didn't realise how little. I know running, etc. But wow.
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My bosses in Oz were BMW fanboys. They would love to point out the Beemers with M3 badges that only had one exhaust, ie. clearly not an M3.
Same shit as people buying knockoff Rolex watches and shit to impress peeps (or for that matter, real Rolex watches to impress people). If you're that insecure you'd be better off spending your money on some therapy or just a week in the hills to see that all you need is a bit of food, water and shelter and everything else is basically pointless.
hippy
I used to work with a woman who drove an older Mercedes (maybe 12 years old, not vintage), our employer offered a lease car scheme where you could lease a car through a salary sacrifice, she got a VW Golf, and spent 2 years moaning that the neighbours probably thought she was poor now, as she "doesn't have the Merc anymore", and chopped the lease in as soon as she could, and paid considerable more to sign up for another lease on a Mercedes, so that the neighbours think she has more money.
She is also the person that went to M&S to buy reusable shopping bags for her weekly shop in Lidl, so that "the neighbours think I do all my food shopping in there"
Not sure who her neighbours are, but concerning themselves with her financial situation seemed to be priority 1.
(also, she didn't have a pot to piss in and would have been considerably better off, if she lived within her means, rather than trying to one-up people on her street who probably didn't even notice her)
I hate perceived image. I don't care what my neighbours think about me, and I don't think about them.
(edit: apologies for the @, was supposed to be its own rant)