Well okay this is because there have been so many people who have found me or that I have found them in the last month or so that I have decided to write out my story for the last sixteen months or so. Most people have been asking me the same questions, like how did you end up in Florida, what brought you there, and of course what have you been up to? I hope this answers any questions and if it opens any up feel free to ask. I am sending this out by email and on myspace so if you are on both, just think, you get two of me, and no it is not like a clone. If it has been sometime since I have contacted you first off I am sorry but if you are getting this it means that I do care for you and I am sorry I have been crappy with time management and I hope to do better in the future.
Let’s start with the big question why did you go to Florida, simple escape. September 2004. On the 26th Jeanne broke up with me. Why, many things, time, life, those damn magazines got in the way. Just kidding, it was a time in both of our lives when things weren’t going the way we wanted them to. I was suffering from depression and wasn’t doing anything about it. I could sit here all day and say it was my fault or hers but the truth is it was both. At the same time this was happening I was reconnecting with an old friend Bill, who had started a television production company and he wanted to hire me as a producer. It was a decision that I was taken time with and it was until I discovered something that I made my choice. Jeanne was ready to date other people and I wasn’t ready for it, heck I am still not ready for it, but she has a new boyfriend now. It is something I have to accept, I may still be in love with her, heck I may always be and because of that I want her to be happy. If nothing else in this world come true for me I want her to be happy, and I hope she know that if she ever needs me for anything I will always be there for her. Our time is done and gone and I am grateful for every day I had, thank you.
Okay what brought you to Florida, another simple one, my jeep. Like I said I was escaping to work as a producer. True I had no clue what I was getting in to or even how to be a producer. The company being a new one was running paid programming. Basically we get companies to pay us to run TV spots about there product or hotel, resort, and so on. Well it was a good plan we even aired a show. True all the work was done before I joined the company and we were looking for companies to buy into our next two shows, and then strange things started to happen. We would have companies ready to sign the participation agreements and then we couldn’t get them back on the phone. We were bugged and being sabotaged, I with the company a little over a month when we had to close the office. We ended up working from home and I got a night job working for a compound pharmacy. (We sold steroids and human growth hormone) I was working 80 hrs a week and only getting paid from one job. At one point I had worked three months with out a day off.
The day Star Wars came out in the theaters my transmission died. It was popping because the gears were out of alignment. I had a choice to make go get the rest of my stuff from Tennessee or get my transmission fixed. I went back to Tennessee. I spent a few days visiting my friends at the end of June and taking a break for all the crap I was dealing with at work. It was nice to get away if even for a little while and I got to see my pets again, I do miss them incredibly.
When I got bake to work I had found out that the pharmacy had lost its pharmaceutical license. I was back a week before they closed their doors. So with the TV Company basically dead and the drug company likewise I was looking for a new gig. I had applied for a couple theater jobs and was told I was to overqualified. Sorry I like to eat I would take the job that is why I applied for it. But then I got a call back from the pharmaceutical company was opening back up and they wanted me back but as a day time guy, so I said okay. I start back at the beginning of August. I was there a few days and they hired a new receptionist who I thought was very attractive, and I finally got the guts to ask her to Billy’s wedding. I thought it was a date, everyone I talked to thought it was a date, but she didn’t think it was a date. (Found this out later) We went out a few other times, went to a friend’s bar-b-q and went to her family’s bar-b-q where her dad gave me “the talk”. We were hanging out a lot and talking on the phone a lot and we finally had the talk were she told me I was her best friend. Oh and she had feelings for someone else.
Okay now for the “Oh Crap You Have Got To be Kidding Me” part. There was a guy at the drug company named Al. My first thoughts of Al were that he was a slimy guy who I couldn’t stomach; right now I am warning everyone to go with their gut. It wasn’t until him and I got transferred over to the doggy pills that I started really talking with him. He was starting up a development company and was going to build a golf course with a residential community surrounding it. He already had the land and the money for it he just needed help. He was going to pay me and the other partner Kirk a crap load of money per year and buy us company cars; I was getting an 06 Saleen. Over time things started becoming apparent; his appointments never came through, heck nothing ever came through, oh and he was the “someone else”. Over the period of three months everything this guy told us was a lie. Oh and when ever him and the girl had a fight he would get a health disorder. It started out with a mild heart attack, then escalated to a clogged artery then he needed surgery then his chance of survival if he even had the surgery was below fifteen percent. And the entire time he was playing my feelings for her against me. One night he broke up with her through me and then said it was a joke and that was when his chance of survival was low and he was scared. First off if you are going to bullshit someone about a health issue make sure that someone knows nothing or little to nothing about said issue, My grandfather died of a heart attack, a guy at Dollywood had a heart attack while at work. He would complain about is arms or legs going dead where he could move or even feel them and then he wouldn’t want to go to the doctor for his problem. While this whole issue was going on he was buying a building for 3.1 million dollars. The hurricane Wilma hit and I was trapped with my new roommates Kirk and Leonard during the storm. It was more interesting then anything on television, of course the power was out so I couldn’t watch television even if I wanted to. The complex I was at was being converted from apartments to condos and there was tons of damage. A few days after we got power back me and Kirk went and got jobs with the construction company doing the work because Al’s lies had caught up to him and lawyers were going after him over the bad checks he wrote about the building, the girl had broken up with him, and no one was talking with him. By mid December he was back yes back in jail. He was on probation and had violated it by leaving the county. He will be in there for a year and a day unless they find out about any one of his lies and then they are locking him up for good.
Well me and Kirk had been doing the construction at our complex, we started out with about twenty guys on the job and it wound down to about four of us. I was averaging about 60 hours a week. But the job was coming to an end. Billy had been working for a real development company and they wanted to hire us. They need construction guy who spoke English, and at the beginning of February. We moved up to the Tampa area. I am living in Land O Lakes and on the job Kirk and I are the only two guys who speak English. For the most part they leave us to our own work and we make up our own work list. I am hoping to have my own place soon I have been working it out with management and it should be soon. The town house is on a lake and it is beautiful. Everything is moving in the right direction now I just need to find a date, the sad thing every yes every girl I have met in the past four months has either been married or has a boyfriend. Ian used to joke about the line “You married? Yeah. You faithful?” He never used it and neither have I. I hope that it will be soon but I know you can’t rush things like that so I just have to have let time take its course and see what tomorrow will bring.
Okay well hopefully this has answered some of your questions, and if you want to know anything more in detail just ask.
