I really don't like you. The first couple nights I started staying here a thousand dollars went missing from the house. It was the same day you stayed over. It made it look like it was either me or you. I'm pretty sure it wasn't me. You clocked in to a job you weren't working and you keep bringing your underage girlfriend over here like none of us notice.
I'm here for work. It's not my job to keep people in line. My voice rarely counts for much.
I could rip you in half in a physical conflict. I want to.
In a couple years I may be in charge of this region. You won't last that long. If you do, you will be removed.
I want to be a person who practices patience and kindness. I choose not to participate in your status seeking show. I get no credit for crushing ants.