What I meant was

I had another coke addled, self inflated, non-working man working me over like the last piece of beef jerky before two hundred miles of desert, and YOU were at risk of being replaced.

It was a joke.

Of course, you thought it was about YOU. Far from it, it was intended to convey that you were the antithesis of unique; there's a parade of young men who live to enlist the aid of others to support themselves continuing their thirteen year old focus. Bus loads. Many who are much cuter, and whom are less mercinary. They're very clear - they just want cash and are willing to exchange a modicum of attention for it.

You have priced yourself out of the marketplace, as you offer nothing, deliver nothing and expect everything.

The joke is, therefore, on you.