| I was born August 21,1965 in Monroe,Louisiana, and have lived in West Monroe,Louisiana ever since then. I was an only child, having no brothers or sisters. My school years consisted of Riser Elementary and Junior High (1971-1979) and West Monroe High School(1979-1983). After high school I went to trade school for a while, but just couldn't find my niche, so I quit it and got a job for Burger King, where I stayed until December 2000. After a new franchisee came in and took over the Burger King's in Louisiana and started changing things for the worse, I left and about a month later found employment at a local McDonalds. After not getting along with some of the employees there, I left and found employment at a local Sonic Drive-In. After listening to the manager there gripe too much, I left and was unable to find any more employment until July 2002, meaning I was out of work almost a whole year! Then in July 2002, I finally found work at a new "Target" store that opened across the river. They said I would be getting at least 35 hours a week, but it turned out to be more like 12. On a trip to get something to eat in late November 2002, I noticed a Shell station had a sign up that said "Now Accepting Applications", so I went in and filled one out. I have now been employed there ever since. I have never really had what one would call an "active social life". My first love was a girl named Barbara Hoff, who I was attatched to during most of my elementary school years, six of them to be exact! Then she started dating someone else. There was a LONG dry spell, no more dates or relationships until after I was out of high school. While working at Burger King, I had two dates with a girl named Jodi White, but nothing major came out of that. Then in 1991, I met a girl at work named Sandra Williams. Nothing really came out of that relationship either, although she did live here at my house with me for a while. Things never went further than kissing, but I can honestly say, she kissed better than any girl I've ever been with, not that there has been many to compare her with! I still think of her quite often. In August 1992, my biggest mistake happened. I met what was to later become my EX wife in 1996. The girl was the first to make the moves on me, and also my first sexual experience(I was always too chicken to start anything with anyone, afraid I'd chase them away). This was after she moved in with me after her former female roomate kicked her out of her apartment and she said she had nowhere to stay. She also told me not to worry about contraception, because doctors had told her she could not have children. Thus, the first big lie from her, the first of MANY! A few months later she is pregnant, we then get married, and in December 1993, my son Andrew is born. Now that he is here, I think the world of him, although I decided early on in my life I didn't want children. In 1995, once the ex decided to go off her birth control shots, I immediately made an appointment with the local charity hospital and had a vasectomy performed. Wasn't going to let that happen again! Behind my back all this time, she was accumulating credit card after credit card, using my name to get them, and maxing them out. So, in the summer of 1995, I had to file Chapter 13 bankruptcy. Took four years to pay that off! Then, my electronics started disappearing. I found out she was pawning them. What happened with the money I have no idea, but I suspect she was doing drugs. When she pawned the camcorder, she disappeared for almost two weeks with my son in tow, still have no idea what was up with that! The final straw came in late 1996, when I found out she was being unfaithful. I had been wondering where she kept going late at night, since the bitch couldn't hold down a job, and my co workers confirmed my suspicions. Several of them spotted her in my car at night in the shopping center's parking lot immediately behind Burger King, with another guy. She claimed once confronted with my knowledge of the affair that he was just a friend. Well, after hearing the SAME story from several of my co workers, I knew you don't get touchy-feely and french kiss just "a friend". I snuck a peek at her diary also one evening she was gone, and in it she described in sorted details what she was up to and that she intended on leaving me. Once reading that, I sent her packing. I was able to do that, because my mother still owned the house then, and she had an eviction notice drawn up. But since we were still a couple legally, it would only be legally binding to evict everyone from the house. So I stayed next door at my mothers house for three days, which was the amount of time she had to leave, until she left, then I moved back into the house after that. Took forever to clean the place up, because in those three days, she left the house a shambles! As a result of all the hell I went through with her, and being dumped by two others, I've been in no real hurry I guess to try to start any more relationships. Haven't even so much as dated since the divorce. Feel a lot of the time I'm better off by myself. And IF I ever was to meet someone I liked enough to marry, they would REALLY have to prove themselves to me thoroughly beforehand! In late May of 2006, I got a call from a "behavioral hospital" in Bastrop saying my son was there, had been discharged, and the ex "refused" to come pick him up. I couldn't get off work at the time, so my mom and Aunt Sybil went to pick him up. Hadn't seen him in over six years, because the ex was very secretive about their location. For years, I was getting "past due" notices from the state of Nebraska concerning child support, yet the whole time I had been mailing the payments monthly to the state of Louisiana. The Louisiana state case worker said that I shouldn't be getting ANYTHING from the state of Nebraska, but even she wasn't sure where my ex was currently living. When my son was in that hospital no more than 30 miles away from here, the ex was back in the Baton Rouge area. She hasn't called even ONCE since my son has been here to check in on him. My son has a few behavioral problems still, but I'm doing my best to get them seen about. In my opinion, he'd have been more "normal" if that idiot judge had let him live with me the whole time, instead of the ex-wife. I feel sorry for those other two children she has from the guy from Nebraska, no telling how they will turn out! Okay, that's pretty much it for my dreary life story. Hope I haven't bored anyone to tears! |
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