A Bullshit Client
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It was the last day working as a company owner. I had closed my company. I concerned about the payments from the client. My prediction was right on target. The fucking client did not transfer the money. I sent a message and calling but he did not respond for several hour, even though over 3pm(it was the time closing normal banks). I sent a message which demanded in a severe tone. Finally, he respond and sent a money but he ignored one of the invoices. It made me disgusting. The dinner was curry and rice. I had it with parents and talked a lot. I soaked hot water for an hour. I fell asleep around midnight.
The original text before the correction
- A Bullshit Client It was the last day working as a company owner. I had closed my company. I concerned about the payments from the client. My prediction was right on target. The fucking client did not transfer the money. I sent a message and calling but he did not respond for several hour, even though over 3pm(it was the time closing normal banks). I sent a message which demanded in a severe tone. Finally, he respond and sent a money but he ignored one of the invoices. It made me disgusting. The dinner was curry and rice. I had it with parents and talked a lot. I soaked hot water for an hour. I fell asleep around midnight.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
