bio & biblio 8

BIO & BIBLIO 8

December 91 I gratefully gave up my casino job and went to work managing a gas station. The name was Terrible Herbst and they had a cool sombrero type hat wearing handlebar mustache bandit as their corporate mascot. That was the only great part of the company. I only had nominal power in my position and the territory manager did all the hiring and firing. Meaning I couldn’t get rid of the rancid whore who worked graveyards and made my life hell. I took a demotion and went to a Chevron as an assistant manager. From mid 92 to mid 93 I kept that sorry job- and only that long as my first child, a daughter was born right about when I started. During that same time I took a part time position at the local theatre. I did it for the extra income but it was fun since I got free popcorn ( back when it was made with yummy coconut oil ) and soda and movies on non-working hours. I quickly moved up there to assistant manager since I was the only one above high school age and I actually kept working even on lulls as the movies were playing. Too bad it wasn’t full time.

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March of 94 we decided to move to Oklahoma. Evil Wife Two was pregnant ( hint- if the woman has sufficient body fat even as she is nursing, and is so fertile she gets Prego just looking at a penis, a combination of lactation and The Withdrawal Method will NOT be effective birth control ) and she wanted to move out of nursing into her true love flying. We stayed until number two child, my son, was born summer 93 since the births were free as a benefit of her job in the hospital. From the birth to the end of the snow early 94 we saved money and liquidated assets. The plan was for us to put her through a year flying, at the reasonable tuition to equal a new modest automobile and then I’d be Mr. Mom and write as she worked. The reality wasn’t so palatable. We got to Tulsa and the flight school ( Emery Riddle I believe ) turned out to be a new corporate structure formed with the explicit intent of screwing its students while trading on the old schools reputation for new recruits. There was none of the promises of job hunting for the students spouses or rental reductions or much of anything else. Luckily, we had raised enough to see us through and I got a great job at a gas station chain named QT ( those in the Midwest should have one near you ). By staying on graveyard and earning profit sharing bonuses I made the same wages as both of us had made back in California. I worked nights, came home and watched the kids for eight hours while Herself went to school, then barely got enough sleep to survive the next cycle. Needless to say our relationship just kept on a steady downhill course. If I’d been calling the shots we probably would have divorced as I suspected she was cheating on me, but as it was she preempted that and moved out on her own and took the kids. This was obviously a strategic move to keep me so poor I couldn’t fight the divorce she instigated with free legal help ( poor female single mom, so poor and fragile but trying to make it on her own by going to school as her abusive brute of a husband looked on! ) because from the separation to the divorce I was supporting two households. My $25k a year wages left me $400 a month to survive on, the rest gong to her and the kids. Continued next time.

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