Friday, September 16, 2005

Who's the sick one?

Some of my long-time readers remember I had at one point vented my spleen at length about some of the shit my ex-wife pulled on me but I just merely scratched the surface. At one point I said that she spread the word all over the town where we lived at in Arizona that I was some sort of sexual deviate.

It got so bad at one point that I was basically a prisoner in my own home when I was there. Last summer when I was still working on the railroad in the New River Gorge here in West Virginia, I would work six to eight weeks, then have two weeks off. I'd go home to Arizona for two weeks, and because of her shit, I could only go from my apartment where I was living to the post office and back home for the entire two weeks I was home.

I'd get a taxi at the airport, go home, pick up my voicemail and have twenty to thirty messages, all from her new boyfriend giving me a play-by-play to rival John Madden of what the two of them were doing in MY bed in MY home...

Not including emails and other shit. I'd have literally hundreds of them I'd have to sift through.

I was the fucking pervert though...

Because of her fucking shit I didn't have one friend left in Arizona by September of last year. She was sleeping with everyone else in the town, getting knocked up on a "business trip" to Atlanta the summer before...

But I'm the fucking pervert.

Now comes the irony.

A week or so before our wedding back in 96', we got a phone call from her mom. Her mom tells us my bride-to-be's brother is bringing his new bride to our wedding...

No problem, one more plate at the reception.
But there's a hitch.

"What's that?" I ask...

"She's young... Really young..."

"How young?" I ask...

Now, I've really got to tell you a few things now. At that time, nine years ago, her brother was forty-four years old. Back in the late seventies he was tossed out of the US Naval Academy at Annapolis for smoking dope. He was fired later from a major US airline where he was a pilot for having over a $500 a-day coke habit, and because of that can never again have a commercial pilot's license.

Then, after that, he was the president of several "Mail Order Work At Home" schemes, that netted him millions of dollars by bilking a lot of not-so-bright people out of their money, always one step away from the US Postal Inspectors and jail. Always losing the millions in months because of his on-going nose-candy problem.

Not a real pillar of the community, but he was going to be my new brother-in-law, so I was being nice.

I bit my tongue. Hard.

"So, just how young?"

"She's thirteen..."

Ok. I knew her brother was a sleezebag, but believe it or not, thirteen IS legal in Pennsylvania, with parental consent. I'm not saying it's right, just that it's legal.

So, like I said, I took the benefit of the doubt and chalked it up to one more fucked-up thing her brother did. Besides, from what I knew of here brother, this girl was probably one of those "Thirteen going on Thirty" teenagers.

Boy, was I fucking wrong.

So the joyous day arrived... Everyone gathered at the church. All my friends and family are there and then...

Her brother shows up with his new bride...

She looked like she was TEN FUCKING years old!

I shit you not.

Flat-chested, little sun dress on, glasses, and little girl berets in her hair...

She spent the day, not with her husband, but PLAYING with my twelve-year-old niece, playing and running around, hide and seek and tag! I though my sister was going to have a stroke! And my mom was fucking speechless.

What the FUCK!

Do you know how many cops were at my wedding? Do you know WHY I never got drunk at the reception even though I had a $1000 open bar?

Because I spent the entire fucking time going around from table to table trying to break up plots to kill this fuck.

This is how Goddamn stupid he was, not just for showing up with this little girl. I was approched at the reception by a very good friend of mine. Another cop I've known for a lot of years. To look at him you'd never in a million years think he was a cop. Long hair, beard, leather and tatted up. Looks like a card-carrying member of the Warlocks MC. He comes up to me and says:

"Hey Tommy, your new brother-in-law just tried to make a hot gun deal with me in the shitter. Can I take him out and beat the shit out of him?"

I'm the fucking pervert though. I'm the bad guy.

Who's the sick, fucked up family here? She's defended him through everything with this shit, but yet when she got tired of me and left me for some cowboy, she just couldn't leave well enough alone. I told her attorney last year I never wanted anything to do with her again, but yet she keeps trying to destroy my life. She's so pissed I'm actually trying to do something I've always wanted to do with my life, she just can't stand to see me happy.

But I'm the fucking pervert.

Because I wanted sex more than once a month, I'm the pervert? Fuck, I didn't even get a kiss let alone get laid on my fucking honeymoon for Christ's sake!

All this talk about "Same Sex" marriages, I was lucky to have a "Some Sex" marriage.

As soon as I slipped that ring on her finger it was like turning off a light switch.

I let her win last year; I also let her win this past February.

I'm not going to let her win again.

I'm finally happy now for the first time in ten Goddamn years and I'm not going to let her, or any of her other members of her fucked-up family do ANYTHING to destroy that happiness.

I can guaran-FUCKING-tee that.

Copyright 2005 Thomas J Wolfenden

16 comments:

Sydney said...

Ummm, was my blog yesterday the impetus for this? So really, you're a pervert? Sounds delicious, email me and tell me more! ;)~ Just kidding, kinda...

Hey! We have something in common, I couldn't get fucked when I was married either! Not on a bet.

And on your brother-in-law, when I used to work for Child Protective Services, long before I sold chickens, it WAS always particularly galling to me that you could molest a girl, but hey, if you married her afterwards you were home free. Happened in Texas all the damn time. When you are married in Texas even if you are only 13 your what they call, disabilities of minority are removed. In other words, you are no longer legally a child. Ever again. Even if you divorce. Weird huh.

I'm sorry your ex made your life so difficult. Just having had a small taste of being lied about and chased around, very small in comparison to yours, I can't even imagine that.

Blogdreamz said...

Wow, talk about being a total BITCH here and her boyfriend reminds me of a Green Dick Donkey-Ass. Total immature crap. Glad your free now.

A. Darcy said...

It must be one of those universal truths... marrage = no sex.
Five years of wedded bliss was less than a dozen hot nights in bed.

Tina said...

Not all women are like that Tom....my ex got it at least 2-3 times a month lol....sad part is....I didn't realize that I even liked sex until AFTER I left him! :-P~

Ranger Tom said...

Makes your skin crawl, doesn't it?

The_Nightman said...

I don't know, but if I were you, I'd be careful. You apparently think that the person stalking you has something to do with your ex-wife. I'd be careful about talking about this guy, the brother. He sounds like somebody you wouldn't want to p*ss off, and who would have the wherewithal to come and get you.
You're kind of a loser, but you write pretty good, and you're funny, I'd hate to see you offed or something.
A few problems with your numbers. Fifteen is the minimum age in PA, I looked it up, and even at 15, it requires a judge's approval. And if the guy was 44 in 1996, he would have been in his mid twenties at the Naval Academy, kind of old I think.
You're not fudging facts again, are you? ;-)

Ranger Tom said...

Seems that my hunch about a few things was right on the money...

And I'd really, really like to see that happen. I'm not hiding where I live.

There's family in Maryland too, isn't it, Mr. Nightman?

Kat_womanx2 said...

Knowing certain information...as well as certain things you know that I won't repeat here..I can verify the facts of what the ex wife is capable of, and I am only willing to give my word on it (meaningless as that may be to some people) and not specific details. Also as Tom knows, I have been the victim of an online stalker myself...my comment is this...Some people have way too much time on their hands to be able to sit for hours on end and do some of the things they do to other people. I personally have a job and work many hours, I am taking care of my mother who is ill, but subsequently on the mend, I am raising my 13 yr old daughter alone...and then there's housework and homework and errands and dr appts, and I wouldn't waste my time on the mere thought of chasing after someone who has plainly stated that they DO NOT LOVE ME OR WANT TO BE WITH ME. Why embarrass yourself and show people what a fool you are? I would not flatter anyone with that much attention...life is too short...move on...be happy.

Kat_womanx2 said...

Apparently there are some other people out there, other than stalkers that need to get a fucking life. Who in the hell goes thru the damn trouble of calculating facts on a blog??? I'm sure if certain people bothered to check the facts alittle further they might see that 18 is not the only age of people enlisting in ANY military branch...what is the cut off age Tom??? Looks like some superior jack ass is living a really low life, and is probably humiliated at work and degraded by his boss, and has probably asked out every girl at work as he watched them laugh in his face...and because he feels soooooo terrible about himself, it makes him feel better to try and degrade and bring people down to his level in order to make himself feel better..I guess that 2+4-8 shit makes him feel like such a smart man...lets all thank him for sharing his wisdom and knowledge...(clap..clap...fucking clap)

Lindsey said...

What a freak!!!!!!! Her whole family is a freak Tom...You should have known from the rest of them to run away from her as fast as you can. What the hell was he doing marrying a 13 year old? What were HER parent's thinking. Holy shit! Give your ex Hell Tom.

The Gray Tie said...

Damn. That's messed up.

Ranger Tom said...

Thanks again Kat...

Yes Linny, they all aren't right.

GT, it is messed up.

And Nightman, I'm going to take that as exactly what it is, a veiled threat. A call this morning to the Mongomery County MD sheriff's office with your IP# might be interesting.

Dirk said...

Sooo.... apart from that, it was fun?

Ranger Tom said...

Sure Dirk... About as fun as root-canal without novacane.

Cindy said...

Man, I thought I was reading a novel by James Patterson or something. That brother-in-law thing might have been an omen. I would have been the "run away bridegroom". I'm with Syd, who would want a missonary man when you could have the "ladies man!" Dang, I use to make the guy I date watch 9 1'2 weeks (the movie) just so he could stay on his toes. Not all women are like her, but still, I'm in shock of the brother-in-law with the child. I'm in Mississippi, and honestly, he wouldn't be with her here. Nope, Men don't here don't put up with that. I hate this for you, only thing is did you get it on film? JUST KIDD'N! ( can I have a copy) REALLY, just kidd'n. And you are not a pervert!

Ranger Tom said...

Cindy, the book was way better than the movie...

Believe me.