I was talking to someone at a table and this mf in a shirt that looked like a button-up 70s pillowcase sits down at our table uninvited and proceeds to just start talking to us, bragging about how he owns all these houses and invests in whatever. The guy I'm with doesn't ask him to leave, so now we're just listening to this guy ramble about his life.

I'm already barely paying attention and getting ready to give up on my crusty and leave, when MyPillow turns to me and says, "what's your 5-year plan?" I was annoyed af but I answered him and said I was just having fun, I wanted to see how things played out and wasn't really stressed about the future right now. He acted like I'd made some kind of point for him, then said, "tell me something profound."

Bro.

I said "I'm not playing along with your little stripper intellectual test. As stimulating as this conversation has been, I'm going to excuse myself now." And got up to find someone else. I know they were both ski'd up but that shit was unbearable.

So sick of these dudes assuming we're vapid idiots. This guy was a piece of work though, worst I've had in a while.