The upper hand.

Vindication is mine. All of these guys who had some sort of one-up on me have had karma come and smack them on the ass. I refuse to call Joey back, although he's leaving messages on my cell about once a week saying how much he misses me. I went over to another guy's place last night to pick up some of my clothes, looking amazingly good. He was begging me to come in, but I told him I had plans. I don't think the boy has ever been turned down in his life. And, the icing on the cake, when I was at the bar last night, walking down the stairs and talking to this jackass that I haven't seen in about a month, he slipped on the stairs and fell down and I got a great laugh. So "haha", I have the upper hand and I don't plan on letting go.