In my ongoing legal battle for my house, this really big and intimidating guy with some muscles appeared on my doorstep with a court order and wanted to talk to me. He's apparently working for my investor who wants me out.
I told him that I'm not obligated to talk to him without my lawyer, but he kept pressing me and even got up close trying to intimidate me.
However, I didn't feel scared one bit and he started getting a little tougher asking if he could talk to my roommates, but I told him they're also not under any obligation to talk to him without my lawyer. I looked at him with complete and fearless conviction in my eyes and politely asked him to leave after he gave me the papers.
He realized he wouldn't get anywhere and just left. I still kept my cool and closed the door. The old me would have either been scared shitless or try to yell obscenities and start a fight.
It's amazing how showing no fear can even make the biggest guys go away. I'm surprised my investor resorted to hiring the big guns to scare me.
Now that I got the cannon fodder I wanted, I'm going to meet with my lawyer tomorrow to discuss our new battle plan.
I'm posting this in the vent thread because I was happily playing Bioshock Infinite and was having an awesome-kickass week until this happened.