Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts

Friday, November 7, 2008

i am too friggin' nice and sometimes it bites me in the butt

UGH. Can I just say how effin aggravated I am at DaShonda. Can you get your shit together at least once?

So short story, long.

DaShonda, is a girl from high school who found me on myspace. I invited her to some happy hours with my friends so we could catch up and we've been hanging tough for a couple of months. She's been going thru some rough patches, haven't we all, and finally she gets the break of her life. This man she knows gives her money to run a catering company she's always wanted to have. So she immediately pulls me on board and tells me that she wants me to do the marketing for her and this and that and this is where I really get pissed.

First, it's just her that's in this catering company and she's given me about one or two names for the catering name. So I'm constantly thinking about ideas. Then it's working with this guy...so there will be two chefs, but she'll still run the business. So I put a hold on my marketing ideas. So then she says that this guy wants to meet me so we can talk about marketing for the catering company. That's fine. BUT...
  • When I constantly ask her for a day and time of this so-called meeting, I can never get it out of her. Second, she emails me on myspace...when I've been trying to email her from my yahoo account. Really? Myspace is not where you do business. We did initially have a day set-up to meet but I had an emergency and couldn't go. But, when we finally had a freakin' day set up for the second time...she said she'd call me with the time. Never got a call from her until the day of. She explained at 10 a.m. that she would be here by 11. So of course I was late to the meeting. Then not to mention that the two-so-called chefs don't even have their name picked out. AND...not only is it them two cheffing it out...they tell me there's a third chef who is his wife.
Like can we not get our shit together? We go over business namess at this meeting and here I wanted to go over what marketing materials they'd needed and I had to sit there and think of ideas for a name for a business that THEY wanted to start. If I had known that I needed to come up with name ideas for a business...I would have researched it and not come to the meeting unprepared. I am pissed, because not only did I not have things (like a freakin' name) ready at the meeting, but I looked completely disorganized in front of this business guy. Nor did I get to show him what marketing collateral they needed or publicity they needed to start with.

So after this meeting...I'm thinking about the name we sudo-picked out that day and ways to create a logo. Since she won't answer me on my yahoo email...I email her on myspace and ask about a contract and the money aspect of it. There is no way I'm putting my time and effort into designing a logo when I could possibly not get a check out of it. So she writes back with a very short answer and says to hold off. Never says anything more...just that.

So a week passes by and she calls me and asks for me for a favor. The favor is that she wants me to cover her electric bill. I know she's been struggling, but so am I and without a job...and absolutely no money coming in...I wouldn't have any money to give her if I wanted to. She keeps begging me after I say no and then she keeps saying that "you know I'm good for it" - that may be...but I really don't have money. So she gets off the phone in a hurry and hangs up.

I felt bad so like three days later I emailed her and told her how sorry I was for not having the money for her electric bill and she replies with this bullshit:

"I was not serious about the light bill..I paid it the next day...I was calling to tell you about the situation...sorry that you took me seriously I was planning on tell you when ever you called back I guess but I was just joking...and as for you having a bunch of money I don't think that at all...I think that in most cases you are probably worst off than most because you are always complaining about money....sorry not trying to be harsh..."

After she begged me and made me feel bad on the effin phone...you reply with you were just kidding? Yeah-the-fuck-right. And bitch...I have been complaining about not having any money b/c I have no damn job. Don't go there...b/c you don't know my whole life.

So after that...a week passes by...I had gone home to be with my mom who was running for state rep (separate story there) and had just gotten back and decided to email her because I STILL had heard nothing. I mean...if you didn't like my ideas or what I had to offer (which wasn't much seeing as how I didn't prepare for coming up with a name for THEIR business), then just email me and let me know the deal is off. But then she writes some more bullshit...

"Hello..... So I left you a message that day after we talked and I told you to hold off...I stated in the message that Leon wants to go with another guy.... he meet with the guy when you where out of town and liked his ideas better so we are using him instead...sorry that you didn't get it I thought that you did or I would have spoken to you again ...sorry about the mis understanding....ttyl aI am off to work."

First of all either call me, or fucking send me an email to my yahoo account. I don't do business on myspace. Ugh...I'm just pissed off at how she handled everything. How she gave me mixed-up information and the wrong information at usually all times. Not to mention that she's been extremely short with me anytime that I've called her.

Fucking be a grown-up. Because right now I sound like one don't I? God I'm just so pissed. That's why I hate doing things for friends...they always fuck you over. And I know this and I was too nice like always...but damnit...I am not doing it again.

Ugh.

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