the deal that never was

today i speak of a sad story of betrayal. of treachery in its worst form. today i speak of the brutus who took my "da vinci code" with the promise of getting me "five point someone" and when the swap was made, stuck on to the goods thereby leaving me high and dry. What does one do when faced with such low-down-below-the-beltness! its like the domino's delivery guy ringing ur bell, coming in and flopping onto the sofa eating your pizza. i am not exaggerating when i say that i was flabbergasted.

it's not that the book is that good. it's the principle of the thing. a man who refuses to part with the exchanged book today is a man who could very well deny his dying grandma whatever it is that dying grandmas as a norm ask for. and to think that a friend of mine has fallen to such irredeemable depths pains me... especially since i need to figure out a way to weedle that book out of the wretched bastard's grasps!!!