How'd that turn out for him?
Not good. He got fired and lost his CDL
The bakery racks were apperently all over the freeway.
He was a rookie salesman at a well documented "wholsale buyers club" that I was also a salesman at.
I had just moved to Colorado and it took me a bit to figure out that this was all a scam.
So one day, I am sitting in my little office cubicle reading a book and I overhear this stupid **** trying to sell a membership to a ww2 pearl harbor survivor who lives in Arizona.
This is in Colorado.
This scam does not have any offices in Arizona.
This guy couldnt close an open faced sandwich.
What we used to call "Circus Lemonade"
Weak and watered down.
So old dude tells him that he isnt going to buy because he lives in Arizona.
So, while im sitting right next door in the next little friggen cube.
Burger truck boy tells this guy that its all good because thinger2 just moved up here from Arizona to set up an office in Phoenix.
And that is interstate felony fraud.
They only true part of that is that I had moved from Arizona.
Pearl Harbor guy had it pretty well nailed down as a scam by that time so I stepped in and eased him out the door before he paid for any of the ********.
And when he was gone I chocked burger boy againsnt the wall and gave him a little talk about felony fraud and why at no ******* point had I authorized him to use my name in said fraud.
It all turned out to be so insane.
My ex wife, all of her family. stolen checks, stolen credit card machines, beainie babies, interstate car theft, stock fruad.
The part that really did it for me was when Me and my sister in law and her 9 year old kid were digging through the garbage bags of evindence and the kid was burining that **** in the fireplace.
Only the **** that her family was tied too though.
So we burned it and I took garbage bags of evidence to the cops
A truck load
And my ex told me that If I really loved her, And if was really a man and not just a big *****.
I would be willing to go to jail for her and her family.
Yep, still an Eagle Scout.
Get bent *****.
No problem at all with her younger sister and her little kid nephew and her husband lighting a fire and burning felony evidence that involved her entire family.
Just as long as I was willing to take the orange jumpsuit cheese sandwich shot to prove my manhood while they all got to skate on the whole ******* scam.
That is when I started to think that I had been foolish and that I probably had different expectations and dreams and goals about our future than she did.
The going to prison thing really cast our relationship in a different light.
And that light had a big bright **** off bulb
A little twenty year contrast.
My ex wife would steal and scam anybody.
She ripped off the paperboy and that made her feel better
They only way people like that have to make themselves feel better is by making someone else feel worse.
It is deep rooted fear and anger and insecurity about who they are.
Hate is easy.
Hate is the cowards way that lets people avoid taking responsibilty for thier own lives and actions.
Mommy and Daddy ****** them up bad and they are stuck in an infantile loop
that is like a shell that they use to keep themselves from having to deal with whatever truama got them there in the first place.
And, man or woman or whoever you want to be you just do not have to live like that.
You and only you own your life.
You are not at the mercy of those people
They do not have any say about that.
Though they will try like hell.
Because they are disturbed infanttile undeveloped people who view your freedom with insane want and they hate you because you dont spend every minute trying to ease thier pain.
That deep insecurity will find any means to keep them from avoiding looking internally.
Everybody is the source of their problems but them.
And that is why they become tools for whatever ******* comes along to tell them that somebody else made them that way.
Somebody else is responsible for them.
Not themselves.
That would wreck that little frail image.
I'm quite a bit more compact than you are. 5'10" 275. I am fat, yes, but also muscler. A very solid person. I tend to squash, and brake most thing I sit or lay on, in time. Cooking, is a Cajun staple. Most Cajun men, can cook as good if not better than most Cajun women. I also spent 18 years working out on a regular basis when I was younger. In the early 1990s we drove up to Seattle. My Dad is from there. I thought I was big, untill I went there. My family there said, your not big, your just average size. When we left, I said, I'm going back home, where I can be big again,,,LOL.
I am the second shortest guy in my family.
I come from a long line of chair crushers.
We have to put new seats in our cars before we can sell them.
And that assumes we can get out of them in the first place!
My wife is an amazing cook.
Every day she knocks herself out to make every meal special.
I decided that I could try to do the same thing for her.
But a thousand times more over the top.
Thats where I tell her to sleep in late
But I sneak around and make some quiet Carne Asada with my patented bean salad.
I just made Armenian Potato salad the other day. (which you should try)
It was great.
It only took 4 hours for that 20 minute recipe!
My problem is that I cant make a meal for three.
I always end up making a massive amount of food and it takes hours and I will use every available pot, bowl or dish in the house.
I have a ratio issue.
If I cook some pasta and dice some tomatoes.
I end up with a bad pasta to tomato ratio.
So I put in maybe some zuchinni or onion or whatever.
But thats pretty bland so we need some italian suasage and some cheese.
But you need some bread with that .
But the only way that works is if you toast the bread and drizzle it with olive oil and put some minced garlic on it and a little sea salt and then serve with a bit a balsamic vinigar with parsley on top
And none of that works unless you have a green salad to start the whole thing.
And my prep skills are just pathetic.
I have wathched every one of those ginsu knife super fast chopping ***** and decided that lopping a finger off would propabaly ruin the recipe.
I will slice and dice at my own very very slow pace.
It is kind off funny in a way.
Back when we first started dating 20 years ago I invited her over to my house for dinner.
I made sword fish in an orange suace and somehow it came out great.
It took me a week of research and some failed attemps to get that one just right.
Back then my talents consisted of popcorn, scrambled eggs, and pea soup.
And the pea soup was kinda sketchy at best.
The fish was awesome. Ive never been able to repeat that though I have tried.
Twenty years later we are still together and she understands that when I see some nutty recipe and decide to do it that she needs to stay away for her own safety and that their will be new words and sentences strung together in inventive and unique ways.
And that I will start cooking at 8am and we will probably eat at 10pm.
It might be great. it might be crap. But it will be absolute best that I can do.
I will put all of my heart and soul into it.
And there will be 10 gallons of it so we will have some leftovers.
Like maybe for the next week.
Which is why you need both types of tabasco sauce.
