Monday, August 8, 2011

Monday 8/8/2011

Monday 8/8/2011
So here's the situation.
Rey left Saturday night in the middle of the night. He had told me earlier that day that his ex-wife was going to come over on Sunday to pay me the rest of what he owes me. I didn't believe a word he was saying at the time he said it and voiced my concern about him just taking off and leaving me hanging.

But what am I supposed to do. The next morning, yesterday/Sunday, I go look in his room. An utter and total disaster. Had to have a carpet cleaning company come over and get all the goo out of the carpet.

Come last night, about 7:30 pm. I call Rey. He doesn't answer, some woman/his newest/millionth girlfriend answers. Says Rey is at work. Funny, Rey doesn't start work until this week. Funier: Rey never goes ANYWHERE without his cellphone. She hangs up on me, I call back. We do this a few times, Rey just didn't want to speak to me, I was going to force the issue.

I call back again. This time a girl answers the phone and says "oh, you like me?" and hangs up. I hadn't spoken a word to her. I call back again. This time the woman is back on the phone saying she's calling Tucson police. Go ahead, call them. She hangs up again.

Next thing I know, Tucson police is calling me on Rey's phone. They had my name, not hard to do considering Rey knows who I am but apparently trying to intimidate me with that knowledge. I again ask for Rey, is Reynaldo Rodriguez there?

The officer - or alleged officer anyway, but he sounded like one, certainly talked like one - states that I have called there "41 times and they are stating that you are harassing them". No, officer, I am not harassing them, I am calling for Rey Rodriguez. The officer then states that I had made the statement to the little girl, saying that I had stated that "I like you", apparently in some sexual intonements.

No again, officer, I did not talk to the little girl, is Rey there? Well, I am writing up a report and I am going to have Phoenix police come over there, what you have done (in saying such to a little girl) is a serious crime. Well, officer, I didn't talk to ANY little girl and as far as the phone calls, Rey owes me money and I have the right to call him. Now, he can ask me to stop calling for any given day and I will do that.

Please stop calling, the officer replies and goes on his hype about writing up this report. Whatever, I never did get an answer as to whether Rey was there or not. The officer hangs up on me and I decided to let it go - for then anyway. I also went outside waiting for the police to show up, taking his threat seriously that they were going to come over and......what......give me a hard time?

It's a worse offense to make a false report to police officers such as that woman did and coaching what is apparently her little girl to lie to officers about me saying something to her. Although lie detector tests aren't admissible as evidence in court, they certainly hold weight with police departments around the country. I didn't agree to do such, however, because Phoenix police never showed up. At least not that I know of. I was tired and went to bed after about a half hour of waiting for them.......which doesn't mean they won't show up today, lol.

Never once did I cuss that woman out, harass her, threaten her or anything else for that matter. My continual request was to speak with Rey, but not, I did not believe her when she stated that he wasn't there. Rey lived over here long enough to get to know his habits including his cell phone habits. That thing is glued to him 24 hours a day. He is talking or texting on it continually.

Regardless of whether the police do anything else, it is not going to stop me from calling him, once a day, until I either get the money or.......more likely.......he'll probably get a new phone with a new number. I did make the point to the officer that the number I was calling was Rey's personal cellphone, not some house phone somewhere where anyone, including little girls apparently, can answer it.

Whatever. I will eventually, probably, let it go. Right now, not. It isn't just that he owes me money, it's also that he totally trashed that bedroom. He also "promised" - though admittedly I didn't believe him at the time - that he was having his ex come over to pay me.

Time's up. Time to go to work.



Well enough of that - the previous post that is. Excepting that I found out the hard way this morning that there is ammo hoarding going on, ...