Last night was the big Rock It Thursday nights at Visions Lounge in El Monte, CA. We had word that this was where Rich “Greedie” Vreedie hung out and maybe even gets a piece of the door so with legal papers in hand, my buddy Francisco and I headed out.
Francisco’s mission was simple, give the legal notice of our pending lawsuit to one Rich Greedie personally and let him know, “you’ve been served!”
We arrived around 9:30 pm and after not seeing the CON-cert promoter milling around outside, my buddy Francisco tried another tactic and asked the security detail to please let Vreede know someone was outside asking for him. After like 1/2 hour the security guy came out and said while he knew that Vreede was definitely inside, he was unable to find him.
Having confirmed that Vreede was indeed inside, we decided to jump in line and try our luck finding him ourselves. We agreed to split up once inside so Francisco could do his job without me cluing Vreede as to his intention and having the guy run away or something.
We received our armbands, got properly ID’eed by the very nice security detail and once inside, what did Francisco immediately see? Well he saw a chunky, chubby, cheribum faced Rich Greedie, complete with trademark porkpie hat, talking to the person at the cash register (possibly trying to figure out how to scam some more $? Who knows?).
We couldn’t believe our luck. As I fumbled for my iphone to get a photo off, Francisco jumped into action and went up to Rich and said “hey buddy” and they shook hands. Francisco then presented him with the paperwork and Vreede I guess knew then what was up and jumped back like a scared little girl who had just seen a spider (my apologies to little girls everywhere). Hey may have even given off a high pitched “noooooooooo!!!” ha, ha!
It all happened so fast and I was laughing so hard, I couldn’t get off a good photo, but Mr. Greedie had indeed been served.
But mission accomplished and then some. The look on Vreede’s face was definitely worth the 30 mile trek to El Monte. I would have liked to stay for the party, but I though it wise for us to leave and not create any negative energy. We all had to get back. We had lives to live and life is just too short to surround yourself with the likes of this scumbag promoter.
We had a celebratory beer at the nearby Hooters (terrible service by the way, but I guess no one goes for the stellar service) and then back home where I slept like a baby. I wonder how Rich Greedie slept?
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