I woke up this morning to my phone ringing and the sound of total panic when I picked up. It seems that a blog I admin crashed last night. Okay, so what happened?
Well, “it wasn’t me” chimed in first, while “I never touched it” nodded in agreement. -Yeah, right. The site was so freakin’ depressed after reading your posts that it tried to commit suicide be corrupting its own database.
The truth is, boy genius went in late last night to show off his mad skills and managed to fuck up the site so bad that I can’t save it.
Now he expects me to fix it for free. Okay, no problem. I’m taking back the domain he never paid me for, I’ve already changed the password on Cpanel so he can’t get in, I’m going to do a fresh install of WordPress, and then I’m going to figure out what to do with another unused domain.
The best part of this mess is that he’s the attorney that wrote up my first contract for services, which is pretty much airtight. And he signed a copy on the day we shook hands on this deal. Now I get to hold it over his head until the cheap son of a bitch gives me money. I’ve been trying to find a way of getting him to pay or leave for several months. Now he’ll pay, or we can go to court with his former law partner representing me pro bono. I bet he didn’t see that one coming.
Normally I hate having someone wake me up at sunrise because they screwed something up, but today it was worth it.