Oh so you think you're hot shit because you know of the best burger? You have nice clothes and work in finance or perhaps law. You have your fancy degree and just think you're really special. And you do like burgers, let us not forget that. And you know of the best one.
A very good burger is at Roberta's in Bushwick. It has American cheese on it, and it's a very good burger. The meat is phenomenally flavorful and well-salted. It's served with very nice new potatoes and a trio of condiments (ketchup, dijon mustard, and a milder mustard).
So go ahead and think you're incredible because you have all of these cool skills and titles and all that. No matter how tasty your burger is does it really matter on the other side of the universe?