I gave you and your girlfriend a
job. I gave you website work, too—an endless stream of it, actually.
And when you got thrown out of your mom’s boyfriend’s house, you came
to me. You were a man trying to take care of his family, and you wanted
to borrow money to put a roof over your heads. I instantly wrote
you a check for $1,000. Then you shafted me. Brah, I know you’re a
better person than this. I know you know what it feels like to be
shafted. It sucks and it hurts. I don’t want to take you to court but
right now it seems like I have no other choice. You ignore my calls.
It’s not cool. You were my friend, and now you’re just an ungrateful