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" I don&amp;#039;t like to dial angry, so it took a few days before I could call Donatela. I needed to get my thoughts in order, figure out what I was going to say, and make sure that I remained calm. In the past, I&amp;#039;ve found it&amp;#039;s much more effective to deal the blow with cool but deadly precision.  So this morning, at around 11, I called her cell from a pay phone \u2014 this way, I hoped, she wouldn&amp;#039;t screen my call. It wasn&amp;#039;t easy. Not too many pay phones left in L.A., land of the Bluetooth. I settled on one at a 7-Eleven.  &amp;quot;This is Don.&amp;quot; she answered.  &amp;quot;You whore! Are you really that desperate to get back at me that you screw my neighbor? My boss? That&amp;#039;s low, Don. It&amp;#039;s immature, it&amp;#039;s petty, and it&amp;#039;s completely uncalled-for. You&amp;#039;re a better person that that.&amp;quot;  She didn&amp;#039;t say a word, and for a second I thought she&amp;#039;d hung up.  &amp;quot;Hello?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m still here,&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;Are you done yet?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Oh, I&amp;#039;m just getting started.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Why don&amp;#039;t you put this all in writing? It would be much easier for me to delete it.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;So you think this is funny?!&amp;quot;  I looked around the store and realized everyone was looking at me. Then, in more muted rage, I whispered, &amp;quot;Why are you doing this?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;You don&amp;#039;t own me \u2014 we&amp;#039;re not even dating.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Of all the a-holes in this city, you&amp;#039;ve got to screw the one next door.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;It is kind of a coincidence, isn&amp;#039;t it?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;He&amp;#039;s a horrible person who makes his living putting people down and making people feel like crap.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Is that why you work for him?&amp;quot;  She had a point \u2014 but I was in no mood for points. I wanted endings.  Changing the subject, I countered, &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re the one who phoned into his show and called him ignorant. You hated that guy. I don&amp;#039;t get it.&amp;quot;  Donatela explained that after she called his show, the conversation stuck with her for a few weeks. &amp;quot;I was just so angry that I decided to meet this guy and tell it to his face. I knew he was your landlord, but I didn&amp;#039;t realize he actually owned your apartment, so one night when you were out, I waited outside until he came home and had a talk with him.&amp;quot;  At first, she recalled, Jack was scared. He squealed like a kindergartner \u2014 which I would have killed to see \u2014 and reached for his mace. But when he realized who Donatela was, he lightened up. He defended his position on how chicks who date old dudes are gold diggers, but he didn&amp;#039;t have his heart in it. When he saw he couldn&amp;#039;t win, he threw in the towel.  &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s just entertainment,&amp;quot; he told her. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t believe half the shit I say.&amp;quot;  Donatela called him a coward, and I guess that struck a nerve because he asked her inside and spent the next hour &amp;quot;opening up about how much he hates himself and how he blames his mother and how sometimes he thinks he&amp;#039;s two people \u2014 sweet, kindhearted Jackson and Jack the evil Bird.&amp;quot;  She was touched and surprised by his candor. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ve never heard a guy talk like that. I didn&amp;#039;t even know they were capable of talking like that. All the other guys have been so full of themselves, you know?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Um...&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Anyway, he called to have lunch with me. He was so persistent that I said yes. I really enjoyed talking to him. After you and I split, Jack and I got more serious.&amp;quot;  It was a good story, but (a) I didn&amp;#039;t believe it entirely, and (b) I was still incredibly jealous and wanted to have sex with her right then.  She didn&amp;#039;t let me get a word in, anyway. &amp;quot;It didn&amp;#039;t have to end this way, Zach. I&amp;#039;ve got a call coming through. Talk to you later.&amp;quot; "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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