Two men with highly successful and lucrative careers in the broking community were at a dinner recently, Backchat understands.

One of the executives had a few too many drinks at the dinner and didn't want to drive home. He asked the other executive whether, as he was driving home near where the broker lived, a lift home was available.

Reluctantly, the other well-heeled broker agreed and they drove off together in his fancy car. After around an hour, the well-oiled broker asked the well-heeled broker whether he "wouldn't mind turning off at the next junction and drive him to his door".

But patience with this free-loading guest had run out. The well-heeled broker stopped the car with the words: "I thought you were a f***ing millionaire. Get out of my car."

The broker had to call his wife to pick him up from the roadside.