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Was having an early 4:00 dinner/happy hour yesterday afternoon in Manhattan with a coworker and two mutual acquaintances, one of whom I cannot stand. You all know the type... he just waits for other people to finish talking so he can talk about himself. You try to tell a story he interrupts and makes it about himself. Knows everything and it's pointless to argue with him because he always has to be right about everything, and any opinion other than his is wrong. Has to let everyone know how much he paid for everything. Constantly seeking validation. I could go on but I think you get the picture. Bottom line, guy's a real dick. Did I mention I can't stand this guy?
And although I can't really validate this, I just get the feeling he's living way above his means, probably maxed out on credit, etc... IMO anyone I've ever met who tries so desperately to work how much money his shit cost into every conversation must be trying to present themselves as something they are not. The people I know with real wealth never try to flaunt it like that.
So we're all talking over a drink. The guy I like is looking to buy a new truck. He asks me how I like mine. I love it and tell him all the reasons why. The asshat has to interrupt, with all the reasons my vehicle is a piece of shit and CLEARLY his vehicle (not that I have anything against his but it wasn't right for me) is the only vehicle anyone should buy, and anyone who buys anything else made the wrong decision. This just pisses me off so much, so I have to get a little jab in there.
I say to our mutual friend looking to buy a vehicle "yea you could go that route, then again if you did everything he told you to do you'd be wearing a quartz Aquaracer too instead of that Submariner." Now I have nothing against aquaracers, and certainly his gen cost more than my rep Hublot, but on to the fun...
:stir::jerry::stir::jerry:
By the way, NOT ONCE did I lie or claim mine was gen. I like to think all my years in sales has made me really really talented at bending the truth
him: like yours is any better
me: I'm not saying it is, I just prefer automatic movements
him: this Tag was $1500, how much was that?
me: if you have to ask you probably can't afford it
him: bullshit, let me see it
*I take it off and hand it over*
him: never heard of a Hublot (he pronounces it hub-lot), come on how much was this?
me: again, if you're asking then I don't think you can afford it
him: trust me, if you can afford it then I can. Where do I get a hublot?
Important to note we were at Le Charlot on 69th and Madison in Manhattan.
me: if you really want to know where to get a Hublot, there's a store just down the road. It's 7 blocks down the street on 62nd. I've got $100 that says you don't buy one.
him: watch me
and off he goes. The other 2 are looking at me like "wtf did you just do?" I'm giggling like a little kid waiting for this :asshat: to come back. I bet when he woke up that morning he didn't think he'd be maxing out the credit card on something he's never heard of that night.
So about 45 minutes later he comes back with his new Hublot. You know what he does first? Before he even shows the watch off, he takes the credit card slip out of his wallet and passes it around so everyone can see he paid $14,100 for it. For some reason this made me SO HAPPY. I actually like the one he got, I haven't seen it repped yet. Kind of a silver/stainless steel bezel on it. I paid him his $100 gladly for the satisfaction of knowing I just got him to drop all the money!
I laughed the whole way home. I mean I know it was an asshole move on my part, but I couldn't help myself and he totally had it coming.
by the way, after handling his, I can say the V1 rep I have is quite good
Was having an early 4:00 dinner/happy hour yesterday afternoon in Manhattan with a coworker and two mutual acquaintances, one of whom I cannot stand. You all know the type... he just waits for other people to finish talking so he can talk about himself. You try to tell a story he interrupts and makes it about himself. Knows everything and it's pointless to argue with him because he always has to be right about everything, and any opinion other than his is wrong. Has to let everyone know how much he paid for everything. Constantly seeking validation. I could go on but I think you get the picture. Bottom line, guy's a real dick. Did I mention I can't stand this guy?
And although I can't really validate this, I just get the feeling he's living way above his means, probably maxed out on credit, etc... IMO anyone I've ever met who tries so desperately to work how much money his shit cost into every conversation must be trying to present themselves as something they are not. The people I know with real wealth never try to flaunt it like that.
So we're all talking over a drink. The guy I like is looking to buy a new truck. He asks me how I like mine. I love it and tell him all the reasons why. The asshat has to interrupt, with all the reasons my vehicle is a piece of shit and CLEARLY his vehicle (not that I have anything against his but it wasn't right for me) is the only vehicle anyone should buy, and anyone who buys anything else made the wrong decision. This just pisses me off so much, so I have to get a little jab in there.
I say to our mutual friend looking to buy a vehicle "yea you could go that route, then again if you did everything he told you to do you'd be wearing a quartz Aquaracer too instead of that Submariner." Now I have nothing against aquaracers, and certainly his gen cost more than my rep Hublot, but on to the fun...
:stir::jerry::stir::jerry:
By the way, NOT ONCE did I lie or claim mine was gen. I like to think all my years in sales has made me really really talented at bending the truth
him: like yours is any better
me: I'm not saying it is, I just prefer automatic movements
him: this Tag was $1500, how much was that?
me: if you have to ask you probably can't afford it
him: bullshit, let me see it
*I take it off and hand it over*
him: never heard of a Hublot (he pronounces it hub-lot), come on how much was this?
me: again, if you're asking then I don't think you can afford it
him: trust me, if you can afford it then I can. Where do I get a hublot?
Important to note we were at Le Charlot on 69th and Madison in Manhattan.
me: if you really want to know where to get a Hublot, there's a store just down the road. It's 7 blocks down the street on 62nd. I've got $100 that says you don't buy one.
him: watch me
and off he goes. The other 2 are looking at me like "wtf did you just do?" I'm giggling like a little kid waiting for this :asshat: to come back. I bet when he woke up that morning he didn't think he'd be maxing out the credit card on something he's never heard of that night.
So about 45 minutes later he comes back with his new Hublot. You know what he does first? Before he even shows the watch off, he takes the credit card slip out of his wallet and passes it around so everyone can see he paid $14,100 for it. For some reason this made me SO HAPPY. I actually like the one he got, I haven't seen it repped yet. Kind of a silver/stainless steel bezel on it. I paid him his $100 gladly for the satisfaction of knowing I just got him to drop all the money!
I laughed the whole way home. I mean I know it was an asshole move on my part, but I couldn't help myself and he totally had it coming.
by the way, after handling his, I can say the V1 rep I have is quite good