woe is me...

A few years ago I ventured into a once in a lifetime opportunity that was going to make me rich beyond my wildest dreams. It escaped. It's haunted me to no ends since. I discuss my feelings with Fred:

"Did you see what Grubhub sold for?"

"No," Fred answers.

"Eight & a half billion. That's billion with a capital B!"

"So," he murmurs.

"Did you hear me alright? I said billion with a capital B!"

My angst at the Grubhub number is simple. I should've, could've, would've been part of it.

"Do you remember when I had all those restaurants in Chinatown under contract for delivery?"

"Here we go again. You need to let it go..."

I interrupt Fred, "All those fucking restaurants in Chinatown have been printing money for the platforms they serve, the revenue generated by the system has far exceeded my wildest expectations. I was at the beginning of it with those restaurants. There wasn't another platform within five miles of Chinatown! I'm the guy who brought it there and I missed out on the payday. Things would be so much different now if I would have been able to fully harvest them."

"Woe is me, woe is me, woe is me," Fred finds my regrets humorous, "Now maybe you  can go to work on a cure for corona virus. See if you can make your millions doing that."

"I have no idea why you think it is so funny, all those restaurants piled on top of each other, all under my thumb until someone comes in and buys us out. Millions upon millions escaped the family when I was unable to close the deal. I don't think that's funny one bit."

"Woe is me, woe is me, woe is me," the condescending tone in his voice ever more, "I'm telling you right now your best chance of striking it rich is finding a cure for the corona virus. Forget about all those restaurants in Chinatown," adding again, "Woe is me, woe is me, woe is me."

"If you say that one more time I will break you in two."

"Woe is me, woe is me, woe is me," he says in harmony, "Please, it's time for you to get a life. You missed, plain and simple, that's how shit works in life. I don't want to hear anything more about it. It's water under the bridge."

"That was a shit pile of water to go under the bridge," is my answer to his sarcasm, "A whole life changing shit pile of water!"