Meet Number 33: The Asshole
I don’t think I ever told you the story of The Asshole. I should come up with a decent name for him, really. Maybe one will come up? To be fair, ‘The Asshole” is probably about right. But yeah, this guy, Number 33, what a dick he was. To be fair, I didn’t make smart choices as far as he was concerned. Where do I even begin? The beginning seems a good place. I was 18 years old, living with Bestie, single. Newly single, too. I’d dated The Fireman for…
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