you know, I guess there is no amount of sarcasm that can just be implied anymore lol
you know, I guess there is no amount of sarcasm that can just be implied anymore lol
Ok, soooo were not asked to bring anything to the party but you did anyway (which is pretty rude) and then you expected the host of the party to pay for it when he didnt ask for it in the first place. So in your line of thinking, you could be having a party and invite me who inturn hires a bluegrass band to come with me and then the next day I ask you to pay them. See how stupid that sounds? But my incredible wine knowledge saved the party you say. You were more than likely the only asshat that noticed.
Also, luckily you decided to drop it. By that you mean your lawyer was like wtf are you kidding me? You obviously have no case. Was that what you meant by dropping it?
Then since you are butthurt over not being rocognized for your party saving skills, you have started to call the cops on your neighbor over silly little stuff. You follow up with this gem of a line "Some people, like my neighbor, just make really bad neighbors"
Hmmmm I have a hunch that the feelings mutual. Stop being a dbag.
Unless you are joking of course.
Yeah, maybe Willie forgot the jimlad.Pretty sure that post was tongue-in-cheek...
Ok, soooo were not asked to bring anything to the party but you did anyway (which is pretty rude) and then you expected the host of the party to pay for it when he didnt ask for it in the first place. So in your line of thinking, you could be having a party and invite me who inturn hires a bluegrass band to come with me and then the next day I ask you to pay them. See how stupid that sounds? But my incredible wine knowledge saved the party you say. You were more than likely the only asshat that noticed.
Also, luckily you decided to drop it. By that you mean your lawyer was like wtf are you kidding me? You obviously have no case. Was that what you meant by dropping it?
Then since you are butthurt over not being rocognized for your party saving skills, you have started to call the cops on your neighbor over silly little stuff. You follow up with this gem of a line "Some people, like my neighbor, just make really bad neighbors"
Hmmmm I have a hunch that the feelings mutual. Stop being a dbag.
Unless you are joking of course.
I take it you've never been to Wilmette (or Ouilmette as I spell it). The neighbor was a newly minted partner at a Big 4 firm at the time and his reputation among his colleagues and neighbors was on the line. Luckily, it was mainly people from the neighborhood when I arrived and noticed the faux pas so he didn't make a fool out of himself in front of his fellow partners. My wife's friends from the neighborhood talked about the Chateau Ste. Gaaarbaaaajjj Merlot for months after the party and the wife has never assimilated with the other women in the neighborhood because of that mistake.
I must ask you, if you were invited to a party and they only had Busch Light or some other similarly inferior beer product that would make the host the source of ridicule and you expended hundreds of dollars of your own money to remedy the situation, wouldn't you expect to be compensated by the host?
The story does have a happy ending. The hotshot had risen to partner as a Sarbanes-Oxley specialist and had made grand promises of how much work he could generate. In 2010, he was "rightsized" and is now at one of those smaller firms that has offices in second tier cities.
I take it you've never been to Wilmette (or Ouilmette as I spell it). The neighbor was a newly minted partner at a Big 4 firm at the time and his reputation among his colleagues and neighbors was on the line. Luckily, it was mainly people from the neighborhood when I arrived and noticed the faux pas so he didn't make a fool out of himself in front of his fellow partners. My wife's friends from the neighborhood talked about the Chateau Ste. Gaaarbaaaajjj Merlot for months after the party and the wife has never assimilated with the other women in the neighborhood because of that mistake.
I must ask you, if you were invited to a party and they only had Busch Light or some other similarly inferior beer product that would make the host the source of ridicule and you expended hundreds of dollars of your own money to remedy the situation, wouldn't you expect to be compensated by the host?
The story does have a happy ending. The hotshot had risen to partner as a Sarbanes-Oxley specialist and had made grand promises of how much work he could generate. In 2010, he was "rightsized" and is now at one of those smaller firms that has offices in second tier cities.
I take it you've never been to Wilmette (or Ouilmette as I spell it). The neighbor was a newly minted partner at a Big 4 firm at the time and his reputation among his colleagues and neighbors was on the line. Luckily, it was mainly people from the neighborhood when I arrived and noticed the faux pas so he didn't make a fool out of himself in front of his fellow partners. My wife's friends from the neighborhood talked about the Chateau Ste. Gaaarbaaaajjj Merlot for months after the party and the wife has never assimilated with the other women in the neighborhood because of that mistake.
I must ask you, if you were invited to a party and they only had Busch Light or some other similarly inferior beer product that would make the host the source of ridicule and you expended hundreds of dollars of your own money to remedy the situation, wouldn't you expect to be compensated by the host?
The story does have a happy ending. The hotshot had risen to partner as a Sarbanes-Oxley specialist and had made grand promises of how much work he could generate. In 2010, he was "rightsized" and is now at one of those smaller firms that has offices in second tier cities.
this is a joke right?? you make the gawd awful move of upstaging his wine choice and then asked to be paid. I would have likely shot you. You really are a total jerk,..... damn glad you are not my neighbor.Fair points, but sometimes the police become the first resort. I have a neighbor who hosted a party comprised of his colleagues and some people in the neighborhood. When I got there, I noticed the only red he was serving was a ghastly Merlot (I believe it was Chateau Ste. Michelle or something comparably distasteful) that was completely mis-paired with the meat he was serving. This was shortly after the hit movie "Sideways" was released and so anti-Merlot sentiment among the sophisticated class was at an all-time high. So I went home and brought over a case of Chimney Rock Cab that paired masterfully with the meat and sat back and let the guests heap compliment after compliment on the host for the pairing.
The next day I went over to ask him for the $400 or $500 the case cost me because I basically saved his party. He refused to pay it and so I threatened to sue him, but after consulting with my attorney and incurring another several hundred dollars in legal expenses for a variety of demand letters, I decided to drop it. He and I are no longer on speaking terms and I now call the police on him any time he has a party that is not in strict compliance with the noise ordinance. I also installed a security camera and caught his sprinkler spraying about a foot into my lawn so I called the police but decided not to have him arrested for trespassing after he promised in front of the police to make sure it never happened again. Some people, like my neighbor, just make really bad neighbors and bad neighbors require police action to be kept in line.
Fair points, but sometimes the police become the first resort. I have a neighbor who hosted a party comprised of his colleagues and some people in the neighborhood. When I got there, I noticed the only red he was serving was a ghastly Merlot (I believe it was Chateau Ste. Michelle or something comparably distasteful) that was completely mis-paired with the meat he was serving. This was shortly after the hit movie "Sideways" was released and so anti-Merlot sentiment among the sophisticated class was at an all-time high. So I went home and brought over a case of Chimney Rock Cab that paired masterfully with the meat and sat back and let the guests heap compliment after compliment on the host for the pairing.
The next day I went over to ask him for the $400 or $500 the case cost me because I basically saved his party. He refused to pay it and so I threatened to sue him, but after consulting with my attorney and incurring another several hundred dollars in legal expenses for a variety of demand letters, I decided to drop it. He and I are no longer on speaking terms and I now call the police on him any time he has a party that is not in strict compliance with the noise ordinance. I also installed a security camera and caught his sprinkler spraying about a foot into my lawn so I called the police but decided not to have him arrested for trespassing after he promised in front of the police to make sure it never happened again. Some people, like my neighbor, just make really bad neighbors and bad neighbors require police action to be kept in line.
I take it you've never been to Wilmette (or Ouilmette as I spell it). The neighbor was a newly minted partner at a Big 4 firm at the time and his reputation among his colleagues and neighbors was on the line. Luckily, it was mainly people from the neighborhood when I arrived and noticed the faux pas so he didn't make a fool out of himself in front of his fellow partners. My wife's friends from the neighborhood talked about the Chateau Ste. Gaaarbaaaajjj Merlot for months after the party and the wife has never assimilated with the other women in the neighborhood because of that mistake.
I must ask you, if you were invited to a party and they only had Busch Light or some other similarly inferior beer product that would make the host the source of ridicule and you expended hundreds of dollars of your own money to remedy the situation, wouldn't you expect to be compensated by the host?
The story does have a happy ending. The hotshot had risen to partner as a Sarbanes-Oxley specialist and had made grand promises of how much work he could generate. In 2010, he was "rightsized" and is now at one of those smaller firms that has offices in second tier cities.
God damnit, I love this guy already.I take it you've never been to Wilmette (or Ouilmette as I spell it). The neighbor was a newly minted partner at a Big 4 firm at the time and his reputation among his colleagues and neighbors was on the line. Luckily, it was mainly people from the neighborhood when I arrived and noticed the faux pas so he didn't make a fool out of himself in front of his fellow partners. My wife's friends from the neighborhood talked about the Chateau Ste. Gaaarbaaaajjj Merlot for months after the party and the wife has never assimilated with the other women in the neighborhood because of that mistake.
I must ask you, if you were invited to a party and they only had Busch Light or some other similarly inferior beer product that would make the host the source of ridicule and you expended hundreds of dollars of your own money to remedy the situation, wouldn't you expect to be compensated by the host?
The story does have a happy ending. The hotshot had risen to partner as a Sarbanes-Oxley specialist and had made grand promises of how much work he could generate. In 2010, he was "rightsized" and is now at one of those smaller firms that has offices in second tier cities.
A few things:
1. Wow this was real. I thought the details were too good but I thought you were just committed to the story.
2. Yeah I guess I would expect to be compensated in some way especially if I wasn't hosting the party and you bascially gave away $400 to $500 for free.
3. I don't know if I like your tone about the smaller firms in second tier cities pal!
People, people, people...the jimlad pirate was put here for a reason. Let's use it to avoid further confusion.
At first I thought he was serious...now he is just making himself look like a hawk fan.
Fixed it.At first I thought he was serious...now he is just making himself look like an hawk fan.