Just When Ya Think You've Had Enough....

... They Bend You Over And Fuck You Once Again.

Part ONE

The past couple of weeks have been a whirlwind. I'm working at my own store now... about four weeks ahead of schedule.

Everything is going great.

Until yesterday...

Now... I realize not very many people are aware that the guy that my ex-wife is living with is our biggest fan. By that, I mean... He is spreading the fucking word. But NOT in a positive way. I haven't, up until now, been specific when referring to the guy on Project MayHAM. I have to be careful. But here? Who cares?

The contents of the blog were introduced as evidence of my "unstable mental state" in court. I was accused of being an irresponsible drunk, who "bashed" my ex wife on my blog incessantly. Apparently, publishing my written account of the actual events that took place is considered "bashing"...

Who Knew...???

Since then, I've been really careful when speaking my mind about shit, not to drop names.

That is the main reason for my absence for months. My hands were tied...

The Bulldog said "Keep your fuckin' mouth shut", and I did.

Big Cat doesn't give a shit... So I let him say what needed to be said for the summer.

Last summer was a shit show.

Long story (kinda) short, I attempted to legally kick my wife out of my house, when our screaming matches became A. Too unbearable and B. A regular occurance in front of the kids... And I wasn't letting my kids watch us crumble like my parents let me witness.

Fuck That. The reason I waited so long to finally get rid of the cunt was the kids. I didn't want them to go through what I went through as a kid. "... So I dealt with the bullshit for way longer than I should have. It became about "What was worse?" Staying together, or blowing it all up? I chose the former and was accused of Domestic Violence.

Restraining Order.

Bang.

Done.

No home, no kids... NOTHING.

I lived in my truck for 2 months.

That's when this fucking guy started his shit.

Donald Lord was a neighbor of ours.

He lived a couple of houses down from us. My ex-wife would go over with the kids,while I was at work, and hang out with him and his family. Every once in a while, when his van wouldn't start, I'd give him a ride to the store... In return, if I was at work and Kim needed to go to an appointment or whatever, he would give her a lift.

I would half joke that Don was "Her Boyfriend"... just busting balls. He was always giving her rides places in his van.

There were three reasons I never really gave it a second thought.

1. He seemed very effeminate.

2. He (allegedly) has Multiple Sclerosis, and is physically a complete fucking mess.

3. He's been married for 25 years... with several kids, and his family seemed pretty happy and nice.

A couple of years ago, during an ice storm, the power went out for a few days, and all four of us slept at their house where they still had heat.

When they moved, Kim and the girls would go to their house while I was at work... They'd go swimming and shit. No big deal.

Other than bustin' chops about my wife riding all over God's creation with her boyfriend in a van, I never had a discouraging word to say about the fucking guy.

Then, when all of this Restraining Order shit goes down, she's staying at their house with the kids, and he's all over facebook talking about how I won't even send her $50 so my kids can eat.

He's sending private messages to everyone I know, telling them how "I beat the shit out of my wife, now I'm ignoring and neglecting my kids so I can run around fucking my 20 year old girlfriend.(which was considered adultery)"... The "adultery" part should give you a pretty good idea of what I'm dealing with here..He clearly bought the lies she sold him. What he didn't realize, was there was a Restraining Order in place. Not only could I not come within 100 feet of my wife, I couldn't contact her at all. Not even through a third party. Had I given a friend a hundred bucks to go get the kids groceries, that fat cunt could have had me arrested on the spot. My visitation with the kids was taken away because of "my history of alcoholism". If I saw them on the street, I couldn't even wave to them. Now I'm getting all of these messages from people I don't know... telling me what a piece of fucking shit I am.

The cops investigated the DV allegations, and once it became clear to them that it never happened, no charges were ever filed.

That didn't stop Donald Lord... Oh No.

He cried up and down that the Alton Police Department let me off because "I gave them free food at my work"..

He sent an email to McDonald's... Yup, that's right. The Corporate Customer Complaint Department. He complained that there was a manager that works at McDonald's (He gave my name...) who drives a (My Truck) with a license plate that says "MAYHAM" who routinely drinks in the parking lot after hours. He claimed that he lives across the street and has witnessed this firsthand... and his only concern is this activity being performed in such close proximity to his very impressionable children. After repeated attempts to alert the local police department, it has become clear that they are unwilling to prosecute me because A. My wife is a registered sex offender, and B. I give them free food...He said that it was deplorable that such a large company like McDonald's would continue to employ such a blatant degenerate.

So, great. First you complain that I'm not supporting my children... Now you're trying to remove my means of doing so...

Brilliant.

Fortunately... My boss (and her boss) have known and worked with me for several years, and knew that his claims were complete nonsense....

The plot thickens...

Part 2 tomorrow....