Originally Posted by
MMP
I own a business. My father in law is a multi-millionaire, sick beach house, winters in Naples, 2014 BMW 650i, a slew of $300 jeans, etc, and he fucking grinds me up every time they ask me to quote work for his business. Gets quotes from piece of shit companies and insinuates that their, design, equipment, labor, service, and desire to make them a happy client is superior to mine. It's wrong and insulting, and this morning I told him to fuck off, do business with the other company, and like the last time he went with someone else, don't call me to fix it when your shit decision making comes home to roost.
His son works for the company, is 27 years old, and just got his wife an X5 as a company car in addition to the car he drives. But you know, grind me for a few grand. The husband of your daughter. What a dick.
/rant-vent