I ran into a very successful classmate one day at lunch, a thai restaurantHe was then a successful Engineer, had finished the tallest building in Sydney
Hugely fat he was, and grossly proud. He had invited me to join him at lunch and told me a story, one I had forgotten and dismissed, of how he had made me tutor him in maths at high school so he had passed.
He said 'that's when I learnt to manipulate people, and use women'
I have little memory of him then, and never had any respect, but the school had appointed him head prefect, so he could manipulate me and another of the prefects.
Yet he was telling me how learning to use and manipulate was his road to success.
My meal unfinished I didn't stand and walk away but he still disgusts me.