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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