I sent him an invoice from a burner email and tucked this away in the fine print.
Legal Disclaimer:
By submitting payment of the deposit, the client hereby enters into a binding agreement with the chef and agrees to all outlined terms and conditions. Due to the custom nature of private dining services, all deposits are non-refundable and non-transferable. Additionally, any funds intended to be disbursed to third parties, including but not limited to event decorators or subcontracted vendors, are considered final and non-recoverable under any circumstances. The chef reserves the right to make substitutions to the menu or service elements in the event of supply chain disruptions, force majeure, or circumstances beyond reasonable control. The client acknowledges that all culinary services will be executed following industry-standard food safety protocols. The chef assumes no liability for adverse reactions to undisclosed allergens or dietary restrictions not communicated in writing at least seven (7) days prior to the event. The act of placing a deposit constitutes full acceptance of these terms.
Matthew responded, but I had better things to do than deal with him, and since the āeventā is tomorrow, Iām going to string him out by playing dumb American and say I thought he meant February based on his messages.
Interestingly, that one tapered off quickly. Pinched off, I guess you could say. . .
I get the sense every so often that the person on the other side might be somebody I know. No particular reason why. So, at exactly the same time the other day, there was a flurry of communication from that profile, my next door neighbor, and a woman (real one, from my neighborhood) I had sent a friend request to a day prior. All pretty unusual to happen literally simultaneously in my otherwise sleepy little afternoons. So I asked something like āOk, who are you really? The woman I sent the friend request to?ā Or something like that.
That profile then went silent and was deleted immediately by who ever it belonged to, while an actual conversation took place with the woman I had sent the friend request to.
Still puzzles me a little. Kinda glad I didnāt pull the trigger on my usual campaign of really really dark things.
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