Louie's solution, "Don't even give him the time of day," was the route to go.
Whatever. If you start at the bottom, you will notice how rapidly things declined. His response is italicized.
I'm not sure what's more sad and pathetic - the fact that you cannot act like an adult to a simple and polite request; or, your continued sense of "woe is me". If you want to find the source of so many of your problems, look in the mirror. Get over it and grow up. | |||||||||||
| When hell freezes over, you repay me for everything I did for you, when your intelligence matches your stupidity, when I happily move back to live in Wausau, and when I am not thankful for the direction my life has taken. I don't have your shit. I don't want you to know where I am, it is bad enough you found my email. And you are not welcome. ________________________________________ From: Joel DeBoer [JDeBoer@dce.k12.wi.us] Sent: Tuesday, May 22, 2007 3:05 PM Subject: RE: Adios Again, my only question is: if I send you money, would you be willing to send my clothes back to me? Thank you 5/22/2007 2:59:33 PM >>> If you didn't want "difficult" you wouldn't have even contacted me. Period. Did you really think I'd be helpful after what you did to me? Did you honestly think I would assist you in getting your shit back? After the things you said to me and did to me? Please remember, it was you who contacted me. Not the other way around. If you aren't happy with the way things have turned out, you might want to look in the mirror and place blame in what reflects back at you. | |||||||||||
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