How do you get to be a billionaire and still need people to coddle your ego?

Fuck you, I'm disgustingly rich! I don't care about your opinions. I am numerically, objectively killing it. I'm going to paint all of the mailboxes in town teal just because I can and it's my eldest kid's favorite color.

What part of you is still stuck in freshman year of highschool when that girl laughed at you for having a crush on her, or just for liking turtles? Just fuckin let it go man.