“I know! You have a great job in Seattle. That’s great. I’m happy for you, but I don’t. I don’t have anything there.”

Simon said cutting you off from your previous sentence about a job you had gotten.

“You’d have me.”

you countered.

“Okay? That’s not enough!”

he said before he realized how hurtful his words were.

“I didn’t mean…”

he tried to backtrack.