Quid Pro Quo

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Shout! Shout! Shout!

its no surprise to me that you turned on me. it was just a matter of when and for what reason. well, i half expected it to be 'later' then 'sooner'. to call me at home unceremoniously to complain about an absence on my part is uncalled for. one would think that you would be grateful for all that i've done, and to help set up your workplace. i have done more for you then anyone who has tenured at your place. after all, i am not your staff, and do not fall within your paltry payroll. make known that it flows both ways, for now i am neither kith nor kin. a hired gun is only tied down by his greed for the money and money alone. i did it because i liked you.

'just bring the damn thing down here now!'

how soon you change when you knew, that i and i alone, can get your act back up. oh the fake praises and affections. how they flow when but a moment ago, your barrage of words blared through the phone. yes. smile and soldier away. how convenient it is that i forgot what you said. oh i misconstrued what you actually meant and made excuses for your behavior.

'yes, stress does make one a lil crazy huh?'

it is human nature to want more for less, but your behavior is beneath even the worst crims. at least apologize. be big enough to know that you made a mistake. nothing more disgusting than to dust it over, then gloss over something else.

'oh, we love that you can do stuff that other people can't. that's why i hired you.'

don't worry. i'll still be nice. vengeance begets vengeance. now i know what you are. well for that, its strictly business for me then. easier for me. much much easier. no qualms now really.

Lamb to the slaughter.