Farmer was the annual champion of the pie baking competition the town hosted every year. However, you had planned to beat him, your cooking skills were good, and you had no doubt that you’d win this year.

Huh..you’re competing? I never expected that from ya’. Heh, no offense buddy, I jus’ didn’t see ya’ ‘ta be a baker. I mean, ya’ might get second place, it looks alright.

Farmers voice was passive-aggressive. He didn’t want you to win, and made it clear that you wouldn’t.