Posted on Wednesday 28 September 2005
(Names have not been changed to protect the guilty.)
I’ve said Rick cheated on me -alot. and he did. Sometimes with women who pretended to be my friends (I knew better). A few in particular I never could catch with anything solid and who really liked to lay the "I’m such a good friend" BS on real thick. I haven’t said much about how I handled situations when I did catch something solid on someone, so we’ll just say I can be a scrappy bitch when the situation calls for it. Should note here that Rick sometimes made home movies which I now have.
so today I’m standing beside the pick-up in Rick’s driveway waiting on the police to show up to make a burgulary report. It’s close to 100 degrees outside, I just finished weedeating, I’m not in a good mood. White car slows down, 2 chicks inside, passenger rolls down the window and the driver asks if Rick’s brother is there. I recognized the driver and just yelled back, "No."
Few seconds later I turn around to see the driver (Shelley) is walking up the driveway, "wow- so long since I’ve seen you, wanted to give you a hug, tell you how sorry I am about what happened."
(oh really?)
My reply….in a very calm quiet voice-
"Considering I have video tape of you fucking my husband – you’re not near as sorry as you’re gonna be if you don’t turn your ass around- get back in that car and drive the hell outta here while I’m giving you a chance to."
heh- didn’t know she could move that fast. but she can and did.
ROTFLMA!! Shelley, bet she went as fast as she did the day I told her, “GO! NOW! While you still can walk!”
I guess this qualifies as a “feel-good” outcome for a horrible chain of events. I’ll assume you were being nice by not introducing her to the shotgun.
nah, don’t need a gun. just a broom to sweep up the trash when it’s over.
The nerve of some people. I’m glad you took the trash out.
If you ever get to North Carolina, I got a “ton” of trash you can help me sweep up. Her name is Buffy
that I can do.
just happens to be one of my special talents. -heh