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I met a rich guy once when I was a kid
>Be high school senior
>down in the People's Republic of Commiefornia visiting my good ol' Granddad, God bless him
>He invites me out to dinner with one of his friends
>Granddad has a long history in the navy
>Met several of his friends, some are very prestigious
>Always try to act my best so I don't come off as a cringeworthy know-it-all teenager
>That's the last impression I'd want to give to old navy captains and low-ranking members of the Bohemian Club
>One night he invites me to dinner with a friend I hadn't met before
>Want to give a good impression so I dress nicely and try to be as well-spoken as possible
>Get to restaurant, talk goes on for a little bit
>Try to contribute what I can
>Discussion turns to politics and economics
>Granddad's friend asks me what I think of certain political topics
>Well, shit
>He's clearly way out of my league when it comes to this stuff, there's no way my meme teenage ideologies can manage to match the experiences of hardened navy vets
>Decide to start by trying to appear humble
>After that carefully give my opinions, explaining very carefully why I think this way
>Absolutely terrified of acting cringeworthy and embarrassing myself
>But it all went well, we had a good conversation
>After we get home and his friend leaves, Granddad says he's very proud of me
>Turns out the guy wasn't a navy vet
>He was a fucking billionaire who owned a fortune in the stock market
>mfw I accidentally managed to hold my own intellectually with a billionaire just by trying not to act like a know-it-all
