Not really happy, more makes me laugh.
It was my mothers birthday last night, so I was at her house for dinner and so was some of her friends, who she knows annoy the shit out of me.
First the husband ask me if I have found a job, I have told him numerous times that I'm self employed and I know for a fact I make more a year than he ever has.
Later on he says that he weighs 184 lbs and is 6'1" which is less than me although he has five chins and is shaped like the Michelin man and then continues to say that his doctor has told him to lose some weight.
So now he only eats 1/2L of ice cream a night instead of a full liter and eats 5 potatoes instead of 10 at dinner etc., I let it slide while laughing on the inside (my mother thanked me later on, for not commenting it).
Lastly I ended up in a discussion with them about banking is a business, which is why you are a bank customer and not a client, so it makes sense that bank workers get a commission for selling up.