He isn’t big or bad. He’s just a jerk.
Alex’s biological father (otherwise known as sperm donor) called this morning. First words out of his mouth was that he has been trying to get in touch with me for the last few months. He wrote letters. He called numerous times. Etc. Etc. I flatly told him the honest truth. I have received no letters. My phone has never rung, his number has never shown on my caller id, nor did I hear any voice messages from him. There have been no emails. No telegrams. No communication whatsoever for the past few months. His sad pathetic response? “Oh, maybe I had the address wrong.” Among other excuses were that he just got out of the hospital last month, he has brain damage and is just now starting to remember some stuff, and that his house was broken into and lots of papers went missing.
I just kept repeating “I don’t care” and “I have no interest in your sob story.”
Then he asked about “What would it take to get visitation with Alex?” I said “Call Tom.” For those who don’t know, Tom is the supervised visitation coordinator. He actually had the nerve to ask me “What is his number again?” And other information. I just replied that “I’m not your secretary.” Its the truth. I’ve given him Tom’s information on numerous occasions in the past. Not my fault he can’t keep better records. I’m refusing to play that game anymore. Repeat after me: not my visitation, not my problem.
This isn’t enough for him. No he has to go on and on about how his mother has cancer and how she needs to see him and that I have to set up visitation so she can see him. I just repeat “Call Tom” as many times as needed throughout this.
After he sees that he is getting no where, he decides to ask about Alex. I say “He is fine.” He asks “He turned 5, right?” I stay silent. I mean what can you say to that? He isn’t even sure of Alex’s age. How sad. Then he asks “I assume he started school this year? Right?” I still stay silent. Again, its a sad and pathetic question that as far as I’m concerned doesn’t deserve for me to waste my breathe about it. “Well? Are you going to answer me?” I lose it a little bit. “Why do you care about Alex’s life now? You haven’t even contacted me in the last couple of years!” He defends himself by saying “It has only been a year.” Yeah, like thats something to be proud of even if it were true, which it isn’t.
Then come more sob stories. I stay silent for awhile. Why waste my breathe anymore than I have to? He obviously doesn’t have a clue. But one can only take so much bullshit, and I finally get sick of them and lose it a little bit more. I state “I don’t care about your life. I have my own crap to deal with. I don’t bawl to you about it. I deal with my own life. Why don’t you deal with yours?” He threatens me “What is it going to take to get visitation? Am I going to have to take you to court for contempt of the court order?”
Knowing that the court order reads “The mother shall have sold custody of (name of child), with visitation by the father be under the direction and control of the mother.” And knowing that he has quite a few court cases this month and next, I busted up laughing. HaHA HA HA HAha ha ha hahaha HA. Then I said goodbye in my most cheeriest voice and hung up. If he wants to pretend to be nice fine, but the second he threatens me with anything, whether it be court or worse the conversation is over. I don’t put up with that shit.
What a loser!
More posts like this:
- Oops he did it again. – May 16, 2006
- Wasting time. – April 28, 2006
- Update – May 26, 2005
- Taking a break. – December 23, 2004
- World-3 Me-1 – June 5, 2006
Anonymous
September 18th, 2007 @ 5:46 pm
Admit how much you want him in your colon and be done with it you pathetic freak of nature.
Robin
October 8th, 2007 @ 1:52 pm
Wow! thats all i have to say… and that goes for 1) the pathetic loser you were blogging about and 2) the pathetic loser who commented before me.
Jack
October 15th, 2007 @ 1:52 pm
Perhaps the internet has simply left me jaded, but I wouldn’t be surprised if losers one and two were, in fact, the same loser.
That probably makes it sadder.