Sorry about the delay guys, I've been battling bronchitis for a few days now. Anyway, on with the story.
Devo and his wife Kelly moved in across the street back in May of last year. Devo was the service member and his wife stayed at home most of the time. Devo was 20, maybe 5'7 and weighed about 125 (or that's what he said anyway). He was hands down the skinniest man I have every seen. Devo had not been in the military very long and had married Kelly just before moving here. While Devo was at work, Kelly would wander from neighbor to neighbor finding out everyone's business. My normal neighbor (N.N.) was a stay-at-home-mom, and would often be seen outside smoking. Apparently if you step foot outside your house here, it's a giant invitation for everyone to come talk to you. Kelly would come over often to talk to my neighbor, and even began using her for her washer and dryer. My neighbor was on friendly terms with them, but it was nothing more than an acquaintance level.
Kelly and Devo lived beside a young white couple that had a 1 year old child and one on the way. One thing you have to understand about a good portion of military families: the men are usually thin and the women are HUGE. [Example: Kelly's neighbor was so large that you could not tell that she was even pregnant. I actually received one of their packages by accident once. I called the number on the box and she came outside to meet me. We met in the middle of the road, and I had trouble carrying the box that far. When I handed it off to her, she gave me a weird look. Two weeks later, I saw the "Welcome Home Baby" signs all over her front door. Awkward.] Any how, Kelly began hanging out with her preggo neighbor all the time. It started out just helping her prepare for the baby, but it soon progressed to her being there almost constantly when the baby was born in late July.
In August, Devo failed his drug test. According to him, he pissed hot for cocaine. So, the military gave him an article 15, and he was being kicked out. It was also around this time that the neighbors that Kelly had been helping out decided to move off base. Naturally, she gathered up her shit and moved in with them to become an unpaid live-in nanny. Devo told N.N and I about all of this one evening on his way back from C.W's house. I believe he even referred to his wife acting like the black slave for the while people. Also, he told us that the guy who lived beside him was dealing pot and coke while his wife was the service member--which I had already figured out. It doesn't take a genius to notice at least 7 different cars pull up to the same house and only stay 5 minutes or less.
Devo continued living in the empty house after his wife left. Since he did not own a car (which there is no excuse for anyone in the military to not own a vehicle) he was always bumming rides off people. He began staying at the house less and less. When he'd randomly pop back up, he'd always bum a smoke of N.N. and continue telling her about his trashy life style. He was on random details at work until he got out of the military;however, he stopped showing up to those. So he was crashing with friends here and there, and doing drugs all the time.
In October, Devo texts N.N. out of the blue wanting to buy their car. First, it was really creepy considering she had never given him her number, but he said he got it from his wife. Second, N.N. had only mentioned selling the car once back in August, and even then she wasn't sure. She tried to get him off her back about it by telling him that they had not decided to sell it but she'd tell them if they did. A few days later, he began calling her (she didn't answer) early in the morning, texting her repeatedly wanting to come "hang" because he was "bored", and knocking on her door all the time. Naturally, N.N. began to get really freaked out by it. To the point where she would only go out back to smoke, not answer her calls, and keep her windows closed. It started to seem like he was stalking her, and it was only when he knew her husband wasn't home. One morning, I happened to be outside talking to my Dad on the phone when Devo came up to knock on N.N's door. I decided to confront him about it.
SB: I don't think she's home.
Devo: Yeah she is, I saw her out here earlier.
SB: Well, maybe she's laying down with the baby. Besides, you are being very inappropriate right now.
Devo: What? I just wanted a cig.
SB: It's inappropriate for you to be bothering her in the middle of the day while her husband is gone. Just leave her alone.
It was at this point Devo became very awkward and went back to his house. He never bothered N.N. again. I probably should have been nervous about confronting him, but I could take his scrawny ass on. I am not going to be afraid of a man that has a smaller waist than I do.
After that, Devo kind of disappeared. Eventually new people moved in, but they haven't shown their crazy yet.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
CW and the Old Guy
C.W. began her current escapades about three days after her husband deployed. From that point on, a different guy was seen leaving her house every morning. About 3 weeks after the husband deployed, a guy came looking for her at around 9 at night. The guy ended up approaching my normal neighbor and questioning her for a few minutes. Apparently C.W's husband had not been able to get in touch with her since he had left two weeks before hand. The guy had called the house and cellphone, emailed, left messages, and finally resorted to sending a friend to her house. The friend was not there to check up on her, he was there because the husband was going to call his friend's phone at 9pm, and his friend was going to physically hand the phone to his wife. However, C.W. had left not 15 minutes before hand with some random guy. It's sad, really.
Lately, she has narrowed her whoredom down to only focus on one guy. Now, let me give you a brief description of C.W. She is about 5'9, dark skin, long hair, slender, and actually kind of pretty. The current guy is probably in his 30's, white, a little heavy, and losing his hair. The guy is support for an elite military unit(which is different from actually being a part of it). How do I know? Why the patches on his uniform, ofcourse! He's managed to hang on to that crazy piece of ass for about 4 or so months now.
About 3 months ago, some ghetto drama broke out in the neighborhood. At one point, 4 MP units and two CID (Criminal Investigative Division) cars were crawling around outside. My normal neighbors, my husband, and I were questioned about the whereabouts of CW. Apparently, she was involved with some crazy people on the other side of our building, domestic violence broke out, and she ran away. Not only did she run away, but she left her front door wide open. The circumstances were never explained, but I'm pretty sure she must have been high.
How could I make such a bold conclusion? Well, it all goes back to my old neighbor from across the street, Devo. He was 19, black, and the skinniest man I have ever seen in my life. Devo would always come over and bum cigarettes from my normal neighbor and proceed to tell her all about his low income lifestyle. Including, but not limited to, smoking pot and doing coke with CW, hanging out with the drug dealer across the street, and also his wife leaving him to be an unpaid, live-in nanny for the white family next door.
Next post, Devo in detail.
Lately, she has narrowed her whoredom down to only focus on one guy. Now, let me give you a brief description of C.W. She is about 5'9, dark skin, long hair, slender, and actually kind of pretty. The current guy is probably in his 30's, white, a little heavy, and losing his hair. The guy is support for an elite military unit(which is different from actually being a part of it). How do I know? Why the patches on his uniform, ofcourse! He's managed to hang on to that crazy piece of ass for about 4 or so months now.
About 3 months ago, some ghetto drama broke out in the neighborhood. At one point, 4 MP units and two CID (Criminal Investigative Division) cars were crawling around outside. My normal neighbors, my husband, and I were questioned about the whereabouts of CW. Apparently, she was involved with some crazy people on the other side of our building, domestic violence broke out, and she ran away. Not only did she run away, but she left her front door wide open. The circumstances were never explained, but I'm pretty sure she must have been high.
How could I make such a bold conclusion? Well, it all goes back to my old neighbor from across the street, Devo. He was 19, black, and the skinniest man I have ever seen in my life. Devo would always come over and bum cigarettes from my normal neighbor and proceed to tell her all about his low income lifestyle. Including, but not limited to, smoking pot and doing coke with CW, hanging out with the drug dealer across the street, and also his wife leaving him to be an unpaid, live-in nanny for the white family next door.
Next post, Devo in detail.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
The beginning
I would like to begin this blog by stating that none of the material written here is meant to be slander against the United States military. I am extremely proud of my country and everyone that serves in the military. However, the things that go on in my neighborhood and surrounding areas are just too crazy, ridiculous, or trashy to go undocumented.
With that being said, I'd like to discuss a girl that lives a couple of houses down from me. It was about 6 months ago when the girl (yes, I say girl since she's 18) and her husband moved in. Overall, they seemed like your average teenage couple..completely clueless. Not even a month went by before all of their drama began to happen. [Side note: I do not sit on my porch watching these people. Everything I witness is during the short walk from either my car or the mailbox. Also, another normal person will occasionally tell me something that they happened to see.] A few times I came home, and the two would have the MP's (Military Police) at their house. Once the girl left her husband and ran off to a near by city for a few days. You know, just your everyday happenings.
One fine morning, I was in my kitchen making coffee when I began to hear a lot of commotion outside. All of a sudden, I hear, "WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING!?". Given that it was before 7am, I thought it was just a little to early to be throwing the word "fuck" around lightly. Turns out, the 18 year old Clueless Whore a couple of houses down had some company the night before. I'm guessing her husband happened to be out in the field during this time period, otherwise she would have been able to do this. However, her choice of partners was very poor. Clueless Whore went across the street and partied with another couple all night. When the woman woke up, her husband was missing. So with her infant in tow, she took a stroll over to C.W's house to look for him. After knocking on the front door and having C.W answer it basically naked, she went around back. It was there that she caught her husband sneaking out the backdoor and began to scream at him at the top of her lungs. All the while, slinging her small child around. One of the only normal neighbors that I have happened to be outback as all of this occurred. Awkward.
Currently, the woman across the street has left her husband--dropping her child off on the occasional weekend. Her husband, despite being separated, still lives in base housing with a new, and very trashy looking woman. As for ol' C.W, her current shenanigans will take a whole other post or two.
With that being said, I'd like to discuss a girl that lives a couple of houses down from me. It was about 6 months ago when the girl (yes, I say girl since she's 18) and her husband moved in. Overall, they seemed like your average teenage couple..completely clueless. Not even a month went by before all of their drama began to happen. [Side note: I do not sit on my porch watching these people. Everything I witness is during the short walk from either my car or the mailbox. Also, another normal person will occasionally tell me something that they happened to see.] A few times I came home, and the two would have the MP's (Military Police) at their house. Once the girl left her husband and ran off to a near by city for a few days. You know, just your everyday happenings.
One fine morning, I was in my kitchen making coffee when I began to hear a lot of commotion outside. All of a sudden, I hear, "WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING!?". Given that it was before 7am, I thought it was just a little to early to be throwing the word "fuck" around lightly. Turns out, the 18 year old Clueless Whore a couple of houses down had some company the night before. I'm guessing her husband happened to be out in the field during this time period, otherwise she would have been able to do this. However, her choice of partners was very poor. Clueless Whore went across the street and partied with another couple all night. When the woman woke up, her husband was missing. So with her infant in tow, she took a stroll over to C.W's house to look for him. After knocking on the front door and having C.W answer it basically naked, she went around back. It was there that she caught her husband sneaking out the backdoor and began to scream at him at the top of her lungs. All the while, slinging her small child around. One of the only normal neighbors that I have happened to be outback as all of this occurred. Awkward.
Currently, the woman across the street has left her husband--dropping her child off on the occasional weekend. Her husband, despite being separated, still lives in base housing with a new, and very trashy looking woman. As for ol' C.W, her current shenanigans will take a whole other post or two.
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