Dear Fucktard Client of Mine
Sixty hours of my life, way more all-nighters than anyone should ever pull for one single client, serious damage to my cheerful attitude leaving me so close to burnout that I almost quit my job, and God knows how many hundreds of dollars worth of free design and coding - spread out over four months - and you do what?
You cancel your account?
You fucking cancel your fucking account?
Let me say this in the nicest way I possibly can.
FUCK YOU!
You cancel your account?
You fucking cancel your fucking account?
Let me say this in the nicest way I possibly can.
FUCK YOU!