Tonight my friend and I got ripped off by dickhead dealer. Not in a huge way, but enough to make it hard to shrug off....
My friend politely texted her to say that no doubt it was accidental, but we had significantly less tablets than we had paid for.
After many hours we received this text message from our dick of a dealer (or "DD" for short).
This text from our DD was so annoying and insulting on every conceivable level, and such a classic piece of weird-yet-transparent drug-dealer hypocrisy, that borders on genius.
Here it is below:
"Look Liam (my friend) , Sally counted tabs not me that's why I keep score when we play scrabble. LOL!
Anyway I should be the one pissed off, waiting 22 days for my $25 when you told me you would have it by 30 May?
And then you got paid and on your pay day I don't hear anything not even a text.
I know you got my missed calls and texts, is your phone broken again?
Think about it Liam our friendship cost nothing, even if I give you only 20 cents credit it's the principle? !?!
FOOD FOR THOUGHT I AM ONLY JUST HOME THIS TEXT IS SO LATE BECAUSE MY PHONE ONLY WORKS FROM HOME ON WIFI
so I AM GUNNA GETA NEW PHONE TOMORROW,"
Btw: Sally is a housewife who lives next door to dealer. Not that this dealer would EVER leave anyone alone with her merchandise, but dragging Sally and scrabble into it is such a bizarre touch.
I should mention that DD loves her scrabble .. Sally must be her latest victim.
I used to play scrabble with this DD, once upon a time.
If DD wasn't familiar with any word I came up with, it was loftily declared to be a non-word.
HER non-words, on the other hand, were ALWAYS real and she hadda prove it .... looking in the urban dictionary, or the acronym dictionary .. wiki....every desperate pretext explored...
but if all else failed she'd just insist it was a "street" word I've never heard of.
course, given these rules, DD inevitably won every game. And made incessant "jokes" about me being rather dim at scrabble, considering I was (back then) an English teacher.
I finally stopped playing scrabble with her after she tried to come onto my then-boyfriend while I was in hospital...
Also, .as my ex boyfriend used to say, it was a waste coppng shit from this DD if she wanted to do scrabble, because you'd have to use all the drugs you'd just bought from her, simply to make the scrabble endurable
Final thoughts on DD's text: I liked the non-sequitur re "friendship costs nothing" .And the stout invocation of "principle". Pedants might complain that her "friendship" , pure and principled as it is, happens to be entirely hypothetical ... does DD really think her shit drug deals will seem less shitty if her victims remember that her "friendship" would be beautiful, if it existed?
The gibberish in capital letters at the end. I don't know how we're meant to feel about her plans to buy a new phone tomorrow, or why it warrants block caps....
My friend politely texted her to say that no doubt it was accidental, but we had significantly less tablets than we had paid for.
After many hours we received this text message from our dick of a dealer (or "DD" for short).
This text from our DD was so annoying and insulting on every conceivable level, and such a classic piece of weird-yet-transparent drug-dealer hypocrisy, that borders on genius.
Here it is below:
"Look Liam (my friend) , Sally counted tabs not me that's why I keep score when we play scrabble. LOL!
Anyway I should be the one pissed off, waiting 22 days for my $25 when you told me you would have it by 30 May?
And then you got paid and on your pay day I don't hear anything not even a text.
I know you got my missed calls and texts, is your phone broken again?
Think about it Liam our friendship cost nothing, even if I give you only 20 cents credit it's the principle? !?!
FOOD FOR THOUGHT I AM ONLY JUST HOME THIS TEXT IS SO LATE BECAUSE MY PHONE ONLY WORKS FROM HOME ON WIFI
so I AM GUNNA GETA NEW PHONE TOMORROW,"
Btw: Sally is a housewife who lives next door to dealer. Not that this dealer would EVER leave anyone alone with her merchandise, but dragging Sally and scrabble into it is such a bizarre touch.
I should mention that DD loves her scrabble .. Sally must be her latest victim.
I used to play scrabble with this DD, once upon a time.
If DD wasn't familiar with any word I came up with, it was loftily declared to be a non-word.
HER non-words, on the other hand, were ALWAYS real and she hadda prove it .... looking in the urban dictionary, or the acronym dictionary .. wiki....every desperate pretext explored...
but if all else failed she'd just insist it was a "street" word I've never heard of.
course, given these rules, DD inevitably won every game. And made incessant "jokes" about me being rather dim at scrabble, considering I was (back then) an English teacher.
I finally stopped playing scrabble with her after she tried to come onto my then-boyfriend while I was in hospital...
Also, .as my ex boyfriend used to say, it was a waste coppng shit from this DD if she wanted to do scrabble, because you'd have to use all the drugs you'd just bought from her, simply to make the scrabble endurable
Final thoughts on DD's text: I liked the non-sequitur re "friendship costs nothing" .And the stout invocation of "principle". Pedants might complain that her "friendship" , pure and principled as it is, happens to be entirely hypothetical ... does DD really think her shit drug deals will seem less shitty if her victims remember that her "friendship" would be beautiful, if it existed?
The gibberish in capital letters at the end. I don't know how we're meant to feel about her plans to buy a new phone tomorrow, or why it warrants block caps....
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