ratbastard

My old job at LaPaz Sucks

I need to finish my left sleeve... It's been outlined for a year now, but "real life" has been a bit of a bitch since the wedding, so it could be a while...

I talked to the bar Manager from LaPaz on saturday night.. He's an old friend, so it was good to hear his voice. Other than Jen and Mike Long, I haven't been in any contact with those guys... Kind of miss my little kitchen droogies, but hey, I'm sure my name doesn't create too many smiles there these days. Mike seems to be keeping the evil heritage alive in my absence. He was a good minion. Someday people will work for him and hate his guts.
I taught the boy well.

Lee brought me up to date on the place since I told them to fuck off and walked out.. He didn't tell me anything that made me regret it at all. He and I have always been two of the few people there that could keep our mouths shut about our conversations, so out of respect for that, I'll have to keep the details to a minimum.

Anyone still working there should run for the hills. That place will be Grahams dumb ass standing in a crater my himself in a year. If you think he wouldn't throw your ass to the wolves for a dollar, think again.... He likes to play Martyr, but he's just a delusional self absorbed asshole who needs to realize that fucking over people that are ON YOUR SIDE is incredibly stupid. He likes taking credit for the good things and blaming the bad on anyone else but himself. He'll look you right in the eye and kiss your ass while stabbing you in the back at the same time.

I prefer people who can look me in the eye and call me a dick to my face. Whether they're right or wrong, at least I can respect that. I take pride in functioning on pretty much a zero bullshit level. If I have a problem with you, you'll know it. Lies and empty promises do nothing but fuck your long term credebility, and make you enemies.

Guess what pal, you are going down the EXACT road I've been prediction out loud for the past 3 years. You possess zero ability to acomplish ANYTHING except signing a check. Being born rich is not a skill. You are now learning the hard way that you know dick about running a new business. I've opened 7 restaraunts. You've opened 2, poorly. It's why I quit the first time. Still wondering how drunk I was to agree to come back. I guess I needed one last helping of bullshit before moving on with my life.

But hey, fuck me, I'm an asshole, I'm sure I deserved all of it, but look what they did to Liz... Hell, they LIKED her and left her out in the cold. Cocksuckers.

Bottom line... You fuck with my wife, and I'll fucking END you. There is no negotiation. I will not sit quietly and pretend everything is OK. You are a paycheck, she is my LIFE. How fucking DARE you think I'd let you lie to her, treat her like shit and get away with it. I did you the fucking courtesy of not beating you into a fucking coma, and you damn well know it. That's why you looked like you were gonna cry during our last conversation. I'd rather be a man with principal, than a coward who hides behind his bank account. You lose. NEVER be alone with me.

Even if I have to eat Ramen and Kool Aid for a while, so be it. It's worth it to know I'll never put another dime in the son of a bitchs pocket again.