People get angry with me when I call them on their s***. I thought I came with a blatant warning label across my forehead that reads, "Do not lie or mess with this one -- she will own you."
I guess some people just can't read energy. I need to come to grips that evolution does not happen all at once but is painfully slow and gradual. Sigh.
Anyway, I've come across another situation where I was being lied to, jerked around, and ripped off. I do need to thank the universe for placing me in a male dominated industry where the name of the game is to f*** everybody else over for survival. The art of doing so in a somewhat civilized manner and learning the game has served me extremely well. I'm well versed in business and banking games. Bring it on.
Needless to say I confronted the man who was trying to pull one over on me. He actually called me on my cell phone and got nasty. He said I was "threatening" him. I was doing no such thing. All I did was catch him at his game and he could not wiggle his way out as I had compiled evidence to the contrary. I had figured out his game. He was livid. The most beautiful thing was he was mostly incriminating himself and I nailed him on it. If you have ever seen me in person you would never think of me as a "threat." I detest violence. I also detest liars and cheats.
My money he owed me appeared the next day. Funny how that happens.
I am the NICEST person in the world. I do not go around looking for people to roast -- you all come to me. If I lash out and call you on your s*** it's because you deserve it. 'Nuff said
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