This in fucking spades!
I volunteered at a foodbank for years, it was west London so parts of the borough were mega bucks and it was mainly middle class women 40+ who would donate items.
It used to really piss me off the amount of them, who would come in sneering at the lists we asked for (long life milk, any cereals, SHOCK HORROR biscuits, tins of meat and veg, custard).
They would stand there full of absolute shit about how children should not be fed tinned potatoes, ham and tinned carrots, didn’t these awful parents know how to cook properly?
Also lots of comments on how if people didn’t spend money on cigarettes, they could afford to buy their own food.
They would come in with bags of fucking lentils, saying “they could make a healthy daal to feed themselves for week with this!” And talk about how cheap carrots and cabbage were, why not just give the child an apple instead of a biscuit? Why didn’t we want donations of fresh fruit, meat and vegetables?
Absolute sheltered idiots with no fucking clue what it’s like to live in poverty, or in temporary housing or a bed and breakfast. No clue that you can’t simmer lentils when you are on an electric meter, or you might not even have a hob.
Just because their John Lewis kitchen in W5 was filled to the brim with cooking supplies, an American fridge freezer and a range cooker, they couldn’t see beyond their sneering, stuck up noses.
I used to tell them straight. I had one tilt her head and say, “oh, are you poor too, did I hit a nerve?”