Domestic Geek

That stupid former supervisor of mine called again this morning. He didn't leave a message, but I know what he wants because he left a message on Marcus' phone on Friday. Their stupid Filemaker server crashed last week and he expects me to help them fix it. Screw that. I don't work for you anymore. You saw to that. I'm not doing you any favors. Either the owner can fix it (he's somewhat computer literate) or you can pay a professional. Even if I wanted to help them (which I don't), I would have to drive down there to fix it. Like I remember anything I did with Filemaker over 3 months ago. I want to send him an email telling him that unless he's offering a full-time job, quit calling me. I won't, though. Creep.