Wednesday, May 20, 2009

What I really sent Ebony...

You wouldn't know it by her blog post, but she didn't post the entire email I sent her. Below is the whole email... not chopped up to make her look good.

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This is beyond childish. Don't tell me what I think or not. I think you should get your deposit, period.

My stepmother is an apartment manager. I've dealt with this whole damn clicker thing before. They are usually coded and linked to specific apartments. If you were to lose that clicker, there would be a fee to replace it. I will not pay a fee for a replacement clicker when it hasn't been returned after you have moved. The clicker is linked to the apartment, not the parking spot. Your comparsion with apples and oranges proves you do not have the common sense needed for this situation.

I asked Barry for a new one, so that's done and over with. I find it humorous that you now have stuff to say to me. You couldn't express your feelings before, why start now. It's way too late to make me care about your opionion, especially since you never had one before.

Stop wasting both our time. Seriously. I'm over it. This is just becoming something to laugh about with my friends.

I'm proud of you for finally asserting yourself a bit... but it's too late.

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