Let’s back up just a smidge and date all the past activities. High school graduation was the summer of 83. The next month I went active duty and served a smidge under three years to spring 86. The graveyard gas station was summer 86 to December that year. I moved from central to north California and after a crappy grocery store job for a month or two I moved on to the video store February 87 until that ended November that year. The second tour in the Army was December 88 to summer 89. I got back to the west coast from Korea and attempted my first Great Escape from California by trying out Reno Nevada- not too bad of a small city way back then but a real craphole now. From August to November 89 I worked for Harrah’s casino on the graveyard shift as security. This was boring beyond belief as all I did besides spot checks on a set pattern was stand over the guys collecting coins from the slots. December 89 to Jun 90 I was back in California working security for a Homeowners Association in a gated community. I actually clashed with both the chief who was a retired cop and the other peons who were just wanna-be’s who had college classes but no experience as LEO’s. I didn’t do things by his book and the other idiots were actually jealous of my experience/position which was a laugh.
I put up with that crap as long as I could then decided to leave the area once an old evil girlfriend moved close by. I don’t know what insanity gripped me but I tried out Cheyenne Wyoming for the summer. The only work was part time waiting tables at a locals greasy spoon. The tips were terrible and I made just enough to pay for a $150 a month converted motel room, roll your own tobacco and barely enough to eat ( you were graciously allowed a kids meal on the days you worked-barely enough to make a turd. I ate a lot of rice that summer ). I had to scrap together enough to buy used books, and that was a stretch ( the library wouldn’t issue a card to transient addresses such as mine ). I looked at the constant winds thee, decided they would be no fun in winter, looked at my job prospects as dismal, and moved back to California. I got a management job at a gas station off Interstate 80 which lasted until October 91. By then I had met Evil Wife #2 ( #1 was Not Too Evil, but we were squad mates in Hawaii and married just to get off base and the thing crashed and burned quickly- she still cost me two months wages for a big screen TV so it counts as a marriage when you get screwed ) and I can’t remember why but she wanted to move from the Sierra Mountain foothills up to Lake Tahoe. I should have known the marriage was doomed. On our wedding night after a reception filled with beer and LSD ( I was peeing and watching a residual Technicolor rainbow left in the wake of the urine stream, then watched Tango And Cash in an endless repeat loop on cable TV all night-I was pretty trashed ) I let her fall asleep without services her ( hey, we had been humping regularly for months and I had no idea of the protocol involved and I was REALLY trashed ) and she was so pissed she wouldn’t put out the whole honeymoon. That was a first and just the start of that little piece of heaven relationship. More on that next time.
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Really! We are NOT interested in the least. Not even one little smidgen!ReplyDelete
Are you going to F****** tell us about your dreams too?!
Really? You can't handle a half dozen articles over several weeks on a subject you personally don't like? Did you include a list of article ideas like others have?Delete
Let me give you a LITTLE clue here..... I'm NOT like the others. (baaa baaa)Delete
I read "LSD" as "LDS" and thought you married into the faith!ReplyDelete
As a side note, looking back over the years, the best wife-material girlfriend I had was raised in the Mormon faith but was not practicing for a few years.
Also I was bored one day and goggled about being found legally insane for dosing a certain amount of acid. Not true.
Interesting that you passed through gas stations several times. Right now, if I was looking for work, I'd look to the gas stations.
I hope I never have to go back to them- after being busted twice for underage salesDelete
Small world James. I too graduated from High school in Ca in 1983. Monte Vista high school, Danville Ca. The land of the uber yuppie scum!Delete
@Gil; Most Mormon chicks have changed considerably over the years, and not in a good way. See the recent headlines about that one making all those waves in Utah.
I get both San Francisco and Salt Lake City TV news. Dobn't watch it much, but when I do it seems like SLT is a LOT more violent. I wonder if the whole mormon population is going batcrap crazy.Delete
Some of us Mormons were already crazy to begin with ; )Delete
As the world gets more desperate and starts intruding on people's carefully built lives of middle class living, people start getting kooky.
Look at all the murder/suicides from folks who looked great on the outside but don't know how to handle the overdue bills or a job loss.
I fel for those folks, but they do lack imagination, not realizing so many other ways to liveDelete
James It's ok to tell us about your youth. Man this world is small small. I also lived Reno 81-91 just a few blocks from Harrah's, had a neighbor Renee working craps there. What a great place 30 years ago. Always thought my "move away" was temporary, but when I come back now to see friends- NO WAY im going to live there again. Ha! Lived in Danville too, 72-74 & went to San Ramon HS, but unfortunatly didnt obtain full yuppie scum status - the doctors at John Muir decided they needed my inheritance more than I did. SOB's..ReplyDelete
Your money is their money...Delete