I know you; hell, I have known you since we were in fifth grade together. You know me too; we already know we can work well together. But I don't want...to be the accounting part; I just want to work on the investment side. This is the company that has been doing all of my investments and we have done real well with them. Last week, I found out that my great uncle owned the company. He passed away and left the company to me. Now it's mine and the guy running the company right now is ready to. I'm prepared to give you what you want, but at a price. If what I hear about your union is true we can deal. If it isn't we go back to the status quo." Go ahead, I'm listening."I told him the full story and that my chance was at hand, but I lacked the expertise to get certain things done. "You help me Mike and I let your union in the door and I give you a favorable contract."He stared at me for almost a full minutes and then he said, "I'll get back to you" and he got up and left.He called me. But he realized that that one cruel insult helped him to remember his lover's kinder words all the more sweetly. He would spend all night gazing at his lover's face that way, and thinking thoughts of true love and devotion. Until the alarm clock rang, reminding him that he had to go to work. Reluctantly, he would put his lover's head back in the refrigerator where he kept it safe and secure while he was gone. This time however, he was feeling hungry. Wanting a snack, he went to the kitchen. My nails found his wrists and they bit in deep, trying to pull his hands off of me. Your knee on my shoulder limited my movement and I did the next best thing I could think of. I lashed out and my fist hit your friend below the belt. A colorful array of words vollied out of him as he fell back and I threw my weight away from you and managed to free myself once more.On my hands and knees, panting, cheeks puffy and on the verge of tears I knew this was my chance. Digging my heels in I had made it.