If I said I’d been on holiday, the next week he’d been somewhere more exotic.
Driven a nice car? He’d have driven one better.
His one-upmanship rankled.
So I told him I’d lost my job, dumped my girlfriend, and fallen down the stairs.
I never saw him again.
Jon is an aspiring writer from the North West of England, currently working in Local Government, with a background in Newspaper Journalism. The best parts of his current job, which sadly lacks any creative stimulus, are lunchtime and hometime. And sometimes, at these times, he writes.