Monday, June 1, 2009

Unspoken Retort


You owe me money.
Quite a bit.

You've strung me out with promises for weeks, months. There's always another check comin' in, always another job you just signed. I once totalled up all the jobs you'd said you'd signed, and if my math were correct, you could have balanced your cash flow problems, and mine, and had money left over.

So who's more stupid--me for believing your tales--or you for thinking you could just go on with impunity?

And what a classy note you sent in response--you, cancelling our contract?
You violated the contract by your non-payment.
Don't feign to cover your ass now by "cancelling" the contract.

The point is moot.
The relationship is over.
The next guy you hear from about this may well be my attorney.

Have a great rest of your life, you reprobate.

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