That fat b****** though. He cam directly over to me, immediately, the first thing he said to me after I said how’s it going?
“So I hear….”
Me response was “yeah…”
He goes right into “Mr know it all”, whose advice I seriously don’t want or need the old couch, I cut him off “It s a love seat, it’s a p************, you bring it down, you put it in the garbage. I see things down there all the time. Dude employed by the complex a construction employee of the owner shows up in a pickup, and drags it off to the dump. That’s the way it works. My brother thinks it a big deal, I brought it in here with him, up is worse than down, it’s not a big deal. It’s a small light, s***** love seat. Pleather. Peeling off where the sweat from the back of my soaked in sweat head in summer playing x box. I to believe I could drag it down there myself. Down the stairs, out the door.
I will never understand people with that guys mentality. Loser. Actually cares about what other people do. How they live. Goes out of his way, far out, to find out and know. Loser. He got my point though. My tone, probably my look. F*** you. I don’t hate the guy, known him over 20, but I don’t consider a friend. We’re alright but had some serious differences in the past. He hasn’t changed, might have even gotten worse. He’s telling people about s*** he sees in their yard. Tarps on things. It’s like why? Why do you care enough? Why don’t you take drum lessons? Bass guitar. Be the fat bass player. Do something cool with some skill.
Meanwhile he doesn’t realize 2 hours earlier, I saw my uncle downtown, said hi, had nothing to offer him, except I could have given him the full pack of smokes I had, I said hey, to him by name, he said hey back by name, I kept going. Thought about it, I could have done many things. I could have given him the smokes, I could have went to the bank down town. I kept going, did my thing in another area of town, stopped there, pulled out $40 out of the bank, knowing he might drink it, but I got it, finished doing my thing went back, did 2 circles around down town, couldn’t find him. Also went back in my own car after work. Couldn’t find him again.