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Looks like I’m being sued. Yayyy!

Stupid ex-business (SEBP) partner signed a contract with a consultant in Jan. 2014. I didn’t know anything about the contract. Our attorney, who does all our contracts, wasn’t involved. The contract was with an ad agency my SEBP was running, but he put our company’s name on it! SEBP went off on his own in Jan. 2015 and left the ad agency in my lap. I told the contractor if he could make any money for the company he could have the money and the company too, as I wanted nothing to do with it. He kept getting $1500 a month and coming in monthly with promises of big things to come, but no work. After six months of this crap, in June 2015, I told him I was closing the agency and he was fired. He begged and pleaded, told me he had big things right around the corner, and he would work for $500 a month. Stupidly, I gave him another chance. Over the next year I spent $6000 on him and he brought in $4500 worth of work and more lofty promises. June 2016 I told him I was really closing the agency this time and he was fired. Then he drags out this contract – first time I’d ever seen it - which says he gets paid $1500 a month. He demands to be paid the $12000 “back pay” he would have gotten if we hadn’t made the verbal agreement to save his job 12 months ago. Plus, he wants $3000 because the contract says he gets 60 days notice of cancellation.
When given the option of getting fired or offering to take a cut in pay, he was OK with less money. He knew all along that the contract existed, and he knew I was unaware of it. This was deliberate subterfuge. Both my accountant and my attorney point out that $15,000 is relatively peanuts and I should just pay it and move on.
This guy and his wife became friends with my wife. They have been in our home, sat at our table, and when his wife became ill we sat with him while he cried about his wife’s illness.
Makes me sick to think this slimeball was actually in our home. I should have kicked him in the nuts while he was crying.
I’m just venting. I know all the things I did wrong. My accountant, who knows my business well, said a most comforting thing. “Your ex-partner left you with a big bucket of **** and vomit. This contractor is just more of the **** and the vomit. It's been over a year, the bucket is about empty now.” It’s a comfort to think of this prick as a pile of **** and vomit.