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Debt Collection

No particulars — not yet at least. Suffice it to say I am not a good guy and I do not do good things, but because of that I am in demand. As such, I was contracted last week by a client to perform certain services, which were rendered in a timely manner to said client’s complete satisfaction. Despite those salient points, said client made several excuses in regards to the delay in payment until yesterday when my latest and last request was met with an outright refusal to compensate. Son of a bitch invited me to either fuck off if I wanted to live or make the long trip across the country and Atlantic and die trying to collect. I opted for the latter, which is why I dropped everything and am standing now in a thick fog in the middle of the night at the front gate of said client’s London flat like the scene from The Exorcist — which is somewhat appropriate as I’m here to extract something.

To the average person it might seem odd to spend $6,000 to collect on a meaningless $10,000 bill. It’s certainly not about the money. It’s all about the principle of the matter, and the protection of my reputation.

I imagine the surprise when the bastard wakes up and finds me standing over him in his bed. It’s a look that’ll last about half a second when it’ll be replaced by the pain of being cut — but just superficially to start. Nothing serious, just enough to scare. How things progress from there will be entirely in the client’s control. It’s pretty empowering actually.

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Will Campbell arrived in town via the maternity ward at Good Sam Hospital way back in OneNineSixFour and has never stopped calling Los Angeles home. Presently he lives in Silver Lake with his wife Susan, their cat Rocky, dogs Terra and Hazel, and a red-eared slider turtle named Mater. Blogging since 2001, Will's web endeavors extend back to 1995 with laonstage.com, a comprehensive theater site that was well received but ever-short on capital (or a business model). The pinnacle of his online success (which speaks volumes) arrived in 1997, when much to his surprise, a hobby site he'd built called VisuaL.A. was named "best website" in Los Angeles magazine's annual "Best of L.A." issue. He enjoys experiencing (and writing about) pretty much anything creative, explorational and/or adventurous, loves his ebike, is a better tennis player than he is horr golfer, and a lover of all creatures great and small -- emphasis on "all."