I was driving to the Clippers/Wizards game on Friday and I don’t remember how it came up, but my roommate said, “I have something shameful about [your ex] that I never told you.”
He said, “It was around Christmas time last year and I went into Banana Republic…and he was working there. I almost wanted to walk up to him and say, ‘Nice nametag.'”
hehe
I love that Brian deemed it “shameful.” Because my ex is the same arrogant, obnoxious guy who powertripped and always talked about how much money he made as an SAT instructor and thought he was hot shit because he was the right-hand man in a tiny company. Who, after a conversation with my uncles that included him saying that he came out to LA to be an actor but found himself unable to leave SAT instruction because it was a “lucrative business,” prompted my family to tell me that he seemed too materialistic and full of himself.
I’m sure he was working at the BR for the discount. Which seems like a strange thing to do, for someone who loved to boast about making close to six-figures a year…