Leo Skepi

It was just fight or flight mode.

It was paranoia, fear, no rest, no nothing.

Then comes the ending of our partnership because they were still doing my fulfillment for the online orders.

The warehousing fees were not...

Bad.

Like I didn't think I was getting fucked over on the warehousing fees, the fulfillment fees and stuff like that.

So talking over email, I'm like, okay, we're done with the partnership.

We have a 45 day notice of like terminating it.

So I'm like, okay, let's make this as fucking easy as possible and as smooth of a transition as possible.

So while you're sorting out all the shit you're sorting out,

I'm gonna plan to come get my inventory.

They tell me, no, you can't come get it.

All the inventory I paid for, they said, no, no, no, no.

You can't come get it until all our invoices are paid.

All the shit that we say that you owe us, numbers, seemingly they pull out of their fucking ass.

We have to go, we have to total up everything that you owe us, and then we can let you come get it.

You're not allowed to come get your inventory that you already bought and paid for.

Okay.

My brain immediately starts kicking, like, okay, if I show up there to go get my shit, they're gonna call the cops, because they're fucking scared.

And they're not going to let me take my inventory.