We met 30 minutes ahead of time, sat at the table, and Josh said
“we’re going to leave emotion out of this “
Looking at Dustin..
Then he turns to me
“you have the numbers?”
But it felt like what he was really saying was
“sick em boy”
Be cold.
Be callus, cut throats…
See, there’s no need…
We’re fuckin around with business,, there’s no need at all.. the competition is killing their prices, because they want our business…our volume..
So..
He spearheaded.
He chained Dustin’s emotional ass down ..
And he turned to me when he needed barbed attacks..
And that’s what I did.
Spreadsheet in hand ..
“hey,you guys fucking suck,and here’s the numbers to prove it”
Then I’d pipe down…and let him continue his tactic..
It’s rare..
It’s rare to find an employer that knows how to use me ..
I’m grateful for that .
Cold?
I got em homie..
Don’t you fuckin worry..
I gotchew…
I came to cut.
Throats and farts.
I’m going straight for your throat, like a coyote on a goat-mystikal
A pat down for a homeopathic sociopath, click click, winky face emoji…
Want me to jingle some keys in front of your big stupid face?
Would that help?
dawn 