The tweaker neighbor just came into my office…
… and started complaining to me about the “Really fat red head that used to work in this office” and how “she was the biggest bitch to us and would call the cops whenever we would walk down the street.”
Didn’t tell the dude that that was me, before I lost 120 pounds and cut all my hair off. Nor did I mention that the reason why I would call the cops is because they would be fighting in the street, and this one time, one of them shot the other one.
Idiots.
