Give Me My Money. " Abe Style"

I recently completed my 1st Consultant project for a non-profit. I was promised$750.00.
I was told to come downtown and pick it up, I showed up at 1pm was told to wait,instead said i'd be back in an hour. Walked treatedly around Soho with ipodThen showed up again at the office to collect my money. Again I was told "sorry its not here." So I ask if my pal Jeff who gave me the gig was in his office. yes I was told so I walked defiantly right in to his office and sat down. "Hey pal" i said as sweetly as possible, " I really need my check"
He began to agitate. "I'm sorry I'll write up the contract while you wait"
I just smiled and kept my shades on. It took him about 8 minutes. He then had to go to the finance dept and I hear him apologizing again. he comes out and hands me my check.
I feel a wave of genetic Abe satisfaction flow through my veins and think about what it must have been like to seize property 50 years ago.