Josh honestly believes that it was I who put a major dent into his enterprise, and that he had a handle of everything till I came along and fucked it all up. And that I am the one that has caused a decrease in sales and that I destroyed his brand.

Unfortunately, I've met people like Josh before, and it doesn't work out too good for them in the long run. They want to have complete control of any given situation. Case in point, Josh even had a cease and desist letter at his ready, but didn't have to play that card, because unbeknown to him I had control of the playing-mister-nice-guy deck.

Even up the last minute, Josh still wasn't sure if what he was doing was the right thing, but I just continued to talk sweet him, patting him on his back, assuring him that together we'll turn this company around. When I finally got back in my car and Josh was returning to the office, I said out loud what a fuckin' idiot, and smiled (inside car outta earshot).

More fun facts:

Josh does not do drugs. But, he operates on very little sleep and mega cans of RedBull.
Supposedly, Josh and his partner, Jim Brown, have mortgage off their homes to keep AMT going.
According to Josh, there is no cash for me or for any refunds. They are just getting by.
At one point, while outside smoking a cigarette with Josh still inside, Jim Brown slipped up and referred to Josh as his brother with, "My brother knows more about what's going on with the company than I do."