Cookie;12:01am

look cookie. tonight, i just didn’t feel like having to tolerate your condescending bullshit. normally, it’s funny, and i know you don’t mean it, but i just wasn’t in the mood today. and you, of all people, should know, when i get into these kinds of moods, which happens very fucking rarely, just get the fuck out of my way until i can calm myself down. just let me sit there and think about things. let the things i’ll say slide. nothing was directed to you.

but for some reason, you felt it necessary to be patronizing. to make someone feel small. to disrespect someone who you claim to consider an equal. and on a day where you knew he wasn’t feeling all that confidant.

tonight, you weren’t acting like a friend. you were acting like a dick boss. which you aren’t. this is a partnership, cookie. we all make the decisions equally. that’s what’s on the contract. that’s what we agreed to. that’s what should be assumed everytime we get in front of these clients.

but if you honestly believe i bring absolutely nothing to the table, if i don’t meet your expectations on how to run this, if i don’t fit into your narrow minded ways of operating this, please, let me know. and i’ll bounce. and then we really will see how much of an effect i have on this business. because i might not be enough business man to hook clients or to get them to sign contracts, but you know what? i was business man enough to get the two people who could do it for me. i was business man to understand the system of how this was going to work two years before you did. so please, let me know if my services are no longer needed. because that’s how your making a business partner feel.

just to clarify, this has nothing to do with our friendship. that is solid. it’s the same old same old. you’re a bitch, and i tolerate it. you need someone to be your friend, and i need a situation to get my ass into heaven. it’s a good relationship.

it’s about respect. plain and simple. in the workplace. but because we are friends, i bite my tongue all the fucking time. because i know i can handle your bullshit.

just not tonight. i didn’t feel like playing.

so we’ll see how this goes. i’m still not in the best of moods. i’ll give you a call when i don’t feel like fucking up your car. peace out.