Laura Blankfein and her friend Susan Friedman, wife of another Goldman honcho, Richard Friedman, caused a huge scene at Super Saturday in the Hamptons last weekend when they arrived at the event before the noon start time and balked at waiting in line with the other ticket-holders. "Their behavior was obnoxious. They were screaming," said one witness. Blankfein said she wouldn't wait with "people who spend less money than me." Another observer said the women were so impatient, it was as if they were waiting on line for a kidney transplant instead of a charitable designer clothing sale. Friedman shouted at the event organizer, "You have lost so much money because of this . . . Why should we be treated like the $650 donors?" Sources said Blankfein and Friedman had bought tables with blocks of tickets going for $833 apiece, as did many of the women who were waiting patiently in line, happy to raise $3.4 million for the Ovarian Cancer Research Fund. In the end, the hot-headed duo got in at 12:03 p.m., three minutes after those who arrived before them. No word on how much of their husbands' money they spent. But Lloyd Blankfein -- wary of bad publicity over the big bonuses he and his colleagues expect to collect at year's end -- has called for an end to conspicuous consumption. A Goldman Sachs executive was quoted in yesterday's front-page Post story, "[Blankfein] wants to make sure we're not being seen living high on the hog." A Goldman Sachs rep did not respond to requests for comment left at the offices of both Lloyd Blankfein and Richard Friedman. http://www.nypost.com/seven/08052009/gossip/pagesix/goldman_sachs_wives_hate_to_wait_183044.htm
So what's the big deal? Because the guys wives are obnoxious does not make them bad businessmen or crooks. Blankfein is not Richard Nixon.
The only good thing about the wealthy Manhattanites that have second homes here is the money they spend. Other than that they are loud, angry, disrespectful, spoiled, high maintenance, bad drivers, rude and generally unpleasant everyone.
Wealthy smealthy, I remember as a kid in rural Ohio, the older guys with cars would always go to some other town to raise hell, never in their own town...
Wow, Lloyd. I almost feel bad for you. Laura probably gave the camera her sweetest smile, too. So there's some chutzpah floating around The Hamptons? I'm shocked. "I'm here to spend my husband's hard earned money he bled from the American public, so get the hell out of my way!"