This Is My Story

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           This Is the Start of My Story

Hi my name is David Price and I would like if you got to know me so I’m going to tell you my story. I’m going to go all the back as far as I can remember and tell you all. This will be a series of many blogs; I will not put a number on the series because there will be a lot and I don’t know how many.

 

                            Life

 

   I started out on the air drill, they had two different kinds of drills an air drill and a water drill. The air drill just drilled a hole in the ground and then it was loaded with explosives. Has for the water drill the hole was drilled and a tube was put into the hole in order to keep it open, then a crew came out and loaded the hole. So I worked on the air drill for about 6 months and then a spot came open to run a water drill, see with the water drills you could run as many hours as you wanted. It didn’t really matter as long as you where producing, the boss really didn’t care. All I really cared about was getting hours so I could supply my habits. See friends drugs can take over your life if you let them, if you’re not strong enough and don’t have the will power to take control of your own life and your actions and at the time I was young and didn’t care about the toll I was taking on my body. So we were still living in an apartment complex and we meant this new cat that was pretty cool and he liked to party as well.

    He had just moved over from the East Coast, and he had been in some trouble over there and was on probation when we meant him. But he soon got off and we started to party pretty much every weekend he had a really good source for powder and could get it when ever. So it was back to partying every weekend again and sometimes during the week. It really started to get out of hand again and thank goodness his source dried up and was no longer able to get anymore. So in the mean time we just smoked our pot and lived our everyday, which was pretty much just work and come home and hang out until it was time to go to bed. Things started to get rocky there at the drilling company mostly because of all my partying I was doing, it was really affecting my work as far as not getting there on time. My quality of work never changed, I’ve always busted my ass to get the job done and to have it done right. My buddy and I had talked many times about my job and how it was going, he knew that I wasn’t happy there anymore and he needed help where he was working (he was a plumber) and he finally talked me into going to work for him. And let me tell you that was a big mistake, you don’t ever work with close friends and sometime family. So things went good for about a month and then they started going downhill and to be honest I didn’t like the job very well so I got up every morning hating the fact that I had to go and do that kind of work.

     I can still remember what set me off and it made me quit. It was a Saturday morning and we had been up all night partying, and he calls me and tells me that I needed to come over and help him clean and starting up the work van on my time and I wasn’t going to get paid for it. I just laughed and told him yeah right and hung up the phone and thought no more about it. Well he called right back and he told me the same thing again, I said you’re not series I said dude if I’m not getting paid then I’m not working on a company van I’m just not doing it. And he proceeded to tell me that if I wasn’t down there to help him clean the van then I would just have to find another place to work, that was the wrong thing to tell someone that didn’t like to work there anyway so I told him that he could take that job and stick it were the sun don’t shine because I wasn’t working for free. So I quit and that caused some tension between us for a good little while. Don’t I’ll be damned if I was going to work for free, I worked for money so I could pay my bills.

I think this is a good place stop for tonight I will pick back up tomorrow where I left off tonight.

This Is My Story

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            This Is the Start of My Story

Hi my name is David Price and I would like if you got to know me so I’m going to tell you my story. I’m going to go all the back as far as I can remember and tell you all. This will be a series of many blogs; I will not put a number on the series because there will be a lot and I don’t know how many.

 

                             Life

  

       We lived at her parent’s house for about 6 to 8 months and it was hard because it was a very small place to live in and we never had any space to move around. By this time I was still doing the powder and Loni had tried it a couple times with me, but she didn’t really like it. I believe she was only doing to try to make me happy and I guess she thought if I can’t beat him then I’ll join him. Her sister had left her husband because he didn’t treat her or the kids very well. He bet her and the kids and was very abusive to them, and to be honest she stayed around a lot longer than she should have. So again after we got some money saved up we moved out and got our own place again. I got everything straighter out with my buddy and I started dealing again to try to make ends meet with the bills. I was still running a loader out at the dirt pit, and there was this one day the loader had broken down and the mechanic came out to fix it and we started to BS as I was helping him fix the loader. And when we got done he asked me if I wanted to smoke some pot, I didn’t know at the time that he smoked and I said sure. Right after we smoked another guy that worked there came driving up and he was told to pick me up and carry me to a different part of the pit to get another piece of equipment. He smelled the pot on me right away and as soon as he dropped me off he ran to the office and told the bosses that I smelled like pot.

   They called me into the office and started asking me a bunch of questions and said that they had to send me down for a drug test and they went ahead and sent Loni to. We lift and started making phone calls to everyone we knew to see if anyone would pee for us so we could carry it down there. We finally find someone that was clean and willing to pee for us, so we took it down and past with no problem. So we rocked on for about another week or so and one day I had to go to the ticket trailer to heat up my lunch and when I was leaving in the loader Loni had asked me to come up to the window, I was already in the loader so I was going to just drive up to the window in the loader and when I did I hit the trailer with the bucket of the loader and ripped a big hole in the side of it. They were very pist off, which I can’t really blame them so one of the bosses came up and had told me to get into the truck and when I did he told me that this time he was going to take me down himself for a drug test.(I guess in the back of their heads they knew that we had did something to past the first one) I told him not to even waste his time or the company’s money because I wasn’t going to be able to past one. So they ended up firing the both of us.

   So it was back to no job and looking for work again, we had bills that were due and no jobs it really sucked but we had no one to blame but ourselves. Finally find a job blowing up lakes. This is where when they got ready to build a new subdivision or a golf course they had to put in lakes and down in Naples being so close to the water there was a lot of rock that they couldn’t dig through. The job was really cool I started out on the ground loading the holes after the drill put the hole on the ground. I worked myself up and they let me start running the drill which that was pretty fun and easy to do.

 

I think this is a good place stop for tonight I will pick back up tomorrow where I left off tonight.

This Is My Story

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            This Is the Start of My Story

Hi my name is David Price and I would like if you got to know me so I’m going to tell you my story. I’m going to go all the back as far as I can remember and tell you all. This will be a series of many blogs; I will not put a number on the series because there will be a lot and I don’t know how many.

 

                              Life

 

We finally got an apartment together and moved out of my dad’s house and it felt really good to have a place of our own. I was working with a friend and his father, they had a lawn care business and Loni was working out at a dirt pit. I was really unhappy doing the lawn care thing just wasn’t for me but jobs were still hard to come by so I stick in there. She got in pretty good with the people out at the dirt pit and she got tired of hearing my bitch all the time about my job. So she talked to the owners and asked them if I could come out there and be trained to run a loader to load the dump trucks. It was great we were working together and I was learning something new and I was getting paid very well for my age and not really knowing what I was doing. We were starting to do very well, I still smoked pot and by this time Loni had started to smoke more with me than she normally did in the past. Her sister and husband moved in the apartment complex that we lived in after about 6 months of us living there. He liked to party a lot and we started to hang out quite a bit

   It was a mistake on my behalf to start hanging out full-time with him because I feel right back into old habits but this time is was pills and powder that I had feeling subject to. Once again I found myself spending a ton of money on drugs and I was still selling pot and I started using the money that I was making, that wasn’t mine to begin with to get other stuff to supple me habits and his. Started to fall way behind on rent, power etc. Pretty much everything and I was slipping back into a dark and lonely place that I had to fight so hard to get out off the first time. Finally the car we had got reposed and the apartment complex was ready to toss us to the streets, and they did for not paying rent and being way behind. By this time my dad and step mom and my brothers had to moved to Ohio so going back to stay with my dad was not a choice. So we talked to her dad and he had this little camper top that went on the back of a pickup truck and he let us stay in that, man that thing was small and very uncomfortably to live in. But it was a place to lay our head, and I was very grateful for him letting us stay there because we had nowhere to go and no money.

I think this is a good place stop for tonight I will pick back up tomorrow where I left off tonight.

This Is My Story

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           This Is the Start of My Story

Hi my name is David Price and I would like if you got to know me so I’m going to tell you my story. I’m going to go all the back as far as I can remember and tell you all. This will be a series of many blogs; I will not put a number on the series because there will be a lot and I don’t know how many.

 

                              Life

 

   My boss and I started to hit the powder really hard and he had the money so he supplied me with most of mine. It wasn’t long after I started working there that I had meant the love of my life Loni.(Which to this day after almost 13yrs together she is still the love of my life) She worked at a little general store that was right next door. And one night after a softball game my brother and I went in there so I could BS with her. We sat there and I spent a couple hundred dollars on scratch off tickets just so I could talk with her and get to know her better. We hit it off really good, but I was really shy and we my brother and I were fixing to leave and I had all intentions on getting her number but I froze up and started to leave and she asked me if I wanted her number and I said sure I would love it. She was then and still is now a good girl all the way around and she had no idea what kind of life style I was living and I kept it on the DL for a long time. Because I just knew that if she caught wind of all the stuff I was doing she would not want to be with me and I really liked this chick.

  We started to hang out more and more and I finally ask her to go out with me after beaten around the bush for a while and she said yes. When she got off of work and called me I dropped everything I doing and went to go meet her so we could hang. She had her own place she was renting from her mom and dad, she really had all her stuff together and I was such a lucky person that she would even think about going out with me. So I started to stay with her and her dad really didn’t care for that one bit, said if I was going to be there all the time the that I needed to start paying rent and at first he really just flat out didn’t care for me at all. There was this one night he was waiting for me to get there and as I pulled up he was standing there in the drive way and he stopped me before I could get out of my car he started chewing my ass and told me I needed to go and leave his daughter alone. (Keep in mind that now we have a wonderful relationship between us and he is like a second father to me) So I left and before I got down to the end of the road Loni was right behind me stopping me and saying she was so sorry and to please stay with her and not leave. See I didn’t know it at the time but my dad and step mom and Loni’s parents where good friends and they did a lot together. And my dad just in general talk had told her dad all the trouble that I was in with the law and how much trouble I had gotten into when I was younger. So being a father now of two girls I totally understand where he was coming from, I wouldn’t have wanted my daughter seeing anyone like myself either.

  So I wasn’t allowed back at the place she was renting and that night at the end of the road I almost told her just to forget the whole thing, we just we not going to be seeing each other anymore.(I’m so glad today that I didn’t) After all that happened that night with her dad we both left and went to my dad’s house and we stayed there for the night. Couple days went by and we decided that it would be best if she moved out from where she was living and she moved in with me at my dad’s house, so that’s what she did. By this time I had got off the cocaine and was just smoking pot and selling pot. She had never really smoked before a little here and a little their but nothing like what I was smoking. So we stayed at my dad’s house for around 10 to 12 months until we could get the money to get our own place.

I think this is a good place stop for tonight I will pick back up tomorrow where I left off tonight.

This Is My Story

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           This Is the Start of My Story

Hi my name is David Price and I would like if you got to know me so I’m going to tell you my story. I’m going to go all the back as far as I can remember and tell you all. This will be a series of many blogs; I will not put a number on the series because there will be a lot and I don’t know how many.

 

                           Life

 

    After dropping out of high school again I went to work full-time at ACE HARDWARE in golden gate, life was ok but to be honest I missed what little bit of friends that I did have at school. I stayed living with my dad and step mom, but to be honest I was never there much at all I always stayed out to late to go home so I would always bunk at a friend’s house. I pretty much went to my dad’s to take a shower and get cloths. I got into smoking pot and drinking really heavy, I was going thru a gallon of Captain Morgan Coconut Rum every two days. My habits got so bad that just the job couldn’t pay for the lifestyle I was living. So I tied up with a friend, who was really heavy into selling pot. And he asked me one day if I would be interested in selling some pot for him, so me being dumb I said yes. Never giving a care what would happen to me if I had got caught. So I started sell little amounts here and some there, until I realized that I was selling a lot and going to my buddies house 3 and 4 times a day and it was looking bad with all the other traffic he had coming in and out. So we had a talk one day and I told him that I really needed to stop coming over so much in one day, and that I had enough clients that if he would just give me some on the front that when I got all the money up I would just come back and get more. So he agreed and cut me a better price on a larger amount.

    So I started taking quarter pounds instead of an ounce here and a ounce there, and I had it broke down to where I no longer needed to pay for my own. I would sell enough to pay for what I smoked and that was great to me at the time because money was tight anyway and plus selling the pot it give me extra cash that I needed. I rocked on like that for a very long time, but eventually I got to where that wasn't enough either so I started taking pounds and I was getting them for a killer price. All this time I was still working at the hardware store, and I don’t really remember what happened but I believe I quit down there because I thought that I could make enough money by selling pot to make. Well I was wrong there was not enough money in it mostly because I started smoking even heavier and was going thru more than I was really selling and ending up in the hole. So I looked and looked around for a new job but they were very hard to find because they all wanted a drug test and I couldn’t pass one to save my life.

   So I finally found a job at a local furniture store and after some time there I got in really well with boss and had found out that he smoked pot too. I was getting such good quality pot and I had a really good price on it that he started buying for me and he would buy a lot at one time. And we become really good friends and the job wasn’t that bad I dropped off the furniture and pick it up when the people didn’t pay their bill. So I worked there for around 6 months and after closing up the shop one night he had asked me if I ever tried cocaine and I told him no and I wasn’t going to. He finally talked me into it and I tried some and man the rush it give me was unbelievable, I couldn’t really believe how it made me feel. Well we started doing it pretty regularly and his source had dried up and to be honest he was pretty hook on it and I was not far behind him. So he asked me if I had knew anyone that could get some, and I didn’t not right off hand, but after a couple days of looking I found a old buddy that had a good source for it and anytime I needed to get it they had it.

I think this is a good place stop for tonight I will pick back up tomorrow where I left off tonight.

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