For every beginning there is an end.

Weird. This may be the last entry for a very long time if things go very wrong for me tomorrow. Tomorrow, I have a rather sensitive meeting with the father of an underaged punter. Now, the outcome of this meeting can mean a few things; we come to an agreement and I make the collection or ; we come to a disagreement and I am forced to bring in muscles or ; it's all a setup for me to be chopped up or ; it's a setup for me to be arrested. Now I don't fancy the circumstances, neither do I fancy having my "superiors" release their muscle on me. Between a rock and a hard place. I guess this is what happens when you work on the concept of "trust". Or rather, trusting too easily. But I guess that is my biggest flaw, and if I don't update my blog tomorrow, the worse has indeed happened. Whatever it is, I'll make sure Capes and Clarence would be updated with the situation, so just in case...

Thx. Bye.