You know on a daily basis I have to listen to two blowhards in my working life, they fookin bore me rigid, I even know the colour of the bookends in one of their kids bedrooms, rivetting stuff I tell you!
I was talking about something I was doing in the Summer, only because they asked after holding me hostage about their Summer plans and when I mentioned our wee motorhome, it was like who shot the piano player with the look on her face and she says"Oh, you kept that quiet". Eh no! Not to people you can actually have a conversation with, I don't.
Point being Beefy and her ilk are constantly narrating the mundane minutiae of their lives because they are the entitled main players and then get a shock that other people have lives also. And to say that her life is better than others she has no idea about just because nothing is private in hers, not even her children's lives. There is no self awareness.
Would sell their Grannies for validation and kerching.