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I was put for a friends birthday tonight. I'm drunk now and fucking pissed off. Met a dude, friendof a friend of a friend kind of thing and we were in small talk mode and he asks me what I do and I told him im a graphic designer.
Without missing a beat he asks me what I earn. I say 'a decent wage' which he doesn't accept and keeps asking me. He asks what I do and what programmes I know and so on until I ask what he does when he tells me he's a printer.
Cool I say and shoot the shit some more until again he asks how much I earn. When I decline to tell him he calls me a smug prick and let's me know he knowd how much a junior would earn anyway.
So I told him to get away to fuck, the cunt. Jesus all I wanted was a couple of beers and to wish my mate well.