Overheard #1099

“Hey! How are you?”

“Good. Wow, I haven’t seen you in a couple of years.”

“Yeah, it’s been awhile. I heard you’re living at Ron’s house.”

“Heh. Yeah, I was there for a few months, . . . unfortunately.”

“You and Ron didn’t get along?”

“No, we didn’t. Ron’s a total prick.”

“Oh, sorry. So he’s having trouble with the house now?”

“Yeah. He’s losing a lot of money on it, so he’s really happy about that.”

“Uh, . . . I was going to ask you for his phone number, but . . .”

“I’d be happy to give it to you, but if you talk to him make sure you tell him that I called him a prick.”

“Uh, okay.”

Thumbing through a pocket-size address book: “The last number I have for him is 323 . . . ”

“That’s an L.A. number?”

“Yeah. 323-_____.”

“Okay, thanks.”

“He really is an asshole, just ask his brother. He’s never going to sell that place.”

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