"Shit"

"Dont you ever think of how much of a POS you are?"

Chapter 1   Background
Chapter 2   Ex-Wife
Chapter 3   Children
Chapter 4   President
Chapter 5   How Appipoe
Chapter 6   Suicide Notes
Chapter 7   Smoke Dawg
Chapter 8   Pierogies
Chapter 9   Arrest

Chapter 10 Lost & Found
Chapter 11 Sheriff's Luncheon

Chapter 12 Aftermath

Chapter 13 $120,000
Chapter 14 Mat Lunkhead
Chapter 15 Deficient Duo
Chapter 16 Grandfather of the U.S.


O
ne evening as George's daughter and her boyfriend sat eating dinner George entered the kitchen.  George was "messed up" on some strange mix of drugs.  The two watched as George took pierogies from the freezer.  He walked from the refrigerator to the stove mumbling about the need to keep the cutting board clean. 


They watched as George used a pierogi as a scraper rubbing the frozen pierogi back and forth across the cutting board.  They continued watching him and eating as George lit a cigarette.  He took a glass from the cupboard and set it down on the counter.  He took the pierogi and dropped it into the glass then added another pierogi.  With a cigarette hanging from his lips he grabbed his pack of cigarettes and the glass of pierogies and walked back to the refrigerator.

Torn and perplexed, George first placed one hand then the other against the refrigerator.  He finally decided on the hand that held his pack of cigarettes.  That was the hand he used to press against the lever on the water dispenser located on the front of his prized refrigerator.  The water dispensed and flowed across his pack of cigarettes and onto the floor.

George eventually noticed the water on the floor and his soaking wet pack of cigarettes.  "Shit" he said holding up the other hand with the glass of pierogies.  If he had intended to fix himself a glass of pierogies he must have realized his error at this point. 

Overwhelmed by this predicament he sat the glass down on the counter and left the kitchen in favor of the comfort of his tan easy chair in the living room.  There would be no glass of pierogies for George that evening.

His daughter and her boyfriend looked at each other clueless about the intent of George's actions.  For them there was a strong association of George with a dumpling filled with potato because it was the first story they told when interviewed. 

The sense we make of this association lies in productivity.  An ordinary drug free person can easily produce a clean kitchen and prepare a meal.  George's impairment due to drug use greatly limited his productivity.  A glass of pierogies exhibits his profound uselessness.  

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During this period, George's daughter wrote him a letter after he ate a box of her pudding.  That simple act triggered a rant which covered several topics.

Dad

I cant believe you ate ANOTHER box of my pudding after I specifically told you NOT too touch my fuckin food!

So I will make this simple - if it is not yours meaning you didnt pay for it - keep your nasty, dirt infested fingers, mouth, tongue and any other part of your body off it!

Dont you ever think of how much of a POS you are?  As if its not bad enough you beg EVERYBODY for money including me & my husband!  But you have to eat your pregnant daughters food?!  I had to start buying 2% milk so you wont fuckin drink all of it.  Hell you use 1/2 gallon for one mixing bowl of cereal!  You cant be normal and go back for seconds - you eat cereal in fuckin mixing bowls w/the biggest fuckin spoons you can find!

You are a total embarrasment!  You are a disgrace to our family and our name!

You are the BIGGEST low life I've ever met.  All you do is sit on your ass and collect welfare checks and begging people for money!  Even a couple trying to get their life together started with a baby on the way!  Thats lower than scum!

You have all kinds of family that doesn't want anything to do with you except for Grandmom because you are her son no matter what or how much of a fuckin bastard you are!  Your own children dont want anything to do with you and trust me you will NEVER EVER meet any of our children.  You ruined me and Name Redacted lives you aren't going to ruin our childrens lives! 

They wont know who you are and you will never see them!  I want you to know once me and Name Redacted move out - WE ARE GONE! 

I am changing our numbers and we will NOT have a listing in the phonebook.  I am wiping you out of my memory, my mind my life and my kids life!

You are NOTHING TO ME!  I know you are going to show this to Grandmom and Name Redacted to try and get sympathy b/c it makes you feel better about yourself - But you brought this on yourself! You made yourself into the piece of shit you are!

You dont care about anyone but yourself unless they are going to give you money - then you are their best friend.  B/C if you did care about the people you say you love then you wouldn't try "killing yourself" TWICE!

You ruined my childhood because of that - I almost got kicked out of school my junior year b/c you wanted to pull another one of your "stunts" bet Name Redacted doesn't know about that does she

Her letter was unsigned.

 

Onlineslangdictionary.com fried adj under the influence of drugs.


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