"I have the hardest job in the world anyone can have, except maybe for people like heart surgeons."

"What do you do?"

"Weren't you listening?"

"I was just talking to him." I point to the guy sitting next to me, our conversation had just come to a pause.

"I am a classical violinist."

After asking me a couple of questions about what I do, he seems to me to be the specialised kind of idiot.