I don’t even celebrate Christmas. Yet I like the ‘Christmas” spirit. Most people are nicer, more caring and more giving during this time. We say hello more, we write people more and we do more for others. Sadly, the rest of the year we do the exact opposite. It was like during 9/11. For the first few weeks Americans were friendlier toward one another. It finally wore off and we went back to road rage, hatred and crime.
Even here at Louisville’s Strange Brew our spirit has been up. I have posted blogs saying nice things about people. I have posted blogs promoting charity links. Some of the people I posted about didn’t even deserve the nice comments. I still posted the nice blogs about them because it wasn’t about me being right. It was about being unselfish.
Last week my ex Elizabeth “Liz” Hanes contacted me. She claimed she had changed (a lie) and was sorry (also a lie). Quickly I found out she is short on money (nothing new) and had no car (wrecked while drunk driving). This is the only time Liz knows me – when she needs something. When she and I got together back in 2009 it was the same concept. Liz had no car, was short on money and was looking for an easy ride. Liz was this way in 1998, 2004, 2009 and now.
Liz enjoys lying, playing games and trying to make me look bad in front of my friends. That is all fine and dandy. This blog will show no Christmas spirit. This blog will however, speak the truth. I don’t like a liar. I would rather be spit on than be lied to. Nothing is more disrespectful than lying. I can tolerate anything but a liar. Liz may be the most worthless person I’ve met in my life. If she and I didn’t grow up together I would have never tolerated 1/15 of her.
Ben Cox – From the time I was 16 Liz saw this petty criminal and drug addict on and off. Ben came from wealth which was 75% of the reason Liz was with him. He always had drugs (like heroin and coke) which were the other 25% of why she was with him.
Selfishness – Years ago Liz and a group of us went on a date. She was supposed to be my date. One of the guys there had tons of money. She left me during the date for him. Later on during my junior year of high school I asked her to home coming. She said no. I asked a much better looking girl named Rachel out. She knew Liz had said no so Rachel said yes. Liz, who had already turned me down threw a fit, crying and going off on me (crazy, yes). When Liz didn’t want to see me while we dated, she would “not feel” good and use that against me. Yet, sicker than a dog she had no issue shopping with girlfriends or driving to different counties to see them – totally selfish.
Hypocritical – The friend thing I just named above would also fall under this category. Liz bad mouths her co-worker’s daughter for having an abortion. Liz has had one (but that’s ok). Liz calls her friend Stephen’s girlfriend a “crackhead” even though Liz has abused hard drugs such as heroin and cocaine. I would get accused of cheating and wanting other women even though I busted Liz talking to some old loser she used to fuck (her Lil Champ).
Lying – If I had the time this could be about 35 pages long. Liz lied about flirting with an ex when she and I dated (see last sentence under hypocritical). For the first 8 months out of the 9 months I saw Liz, she hid her wreckless driving (which involved heroin) court case from me. When she finally told me, she lied about the facts. I went to court with her and heard the truth.
Drugs/Drunk – When she and I got together back in 2009, she had a wrecked car. She claimed it was due to bad brakes. Her court date due to heroin stated otherwise. She bought a Mustang while I was seeing her. She wrecked it, too (which she never did explain how). When I saw her seven months ago she had a Chevy Impala which is now wrecked due to drunk driving. Liz has heroin marks up and down her legs due to injections. Her teeth are also dirty and messed up (a clear sign of drug use).
2+2 = 9 – A clear sign of issues is when someone says crazy things, can’t recall simple things or lies. They are so messed up in the head they don’t even realize you catch what they say as crazy. Let me give you some examples. When Liz talked to me seven months ago, she thought a Mallard Duck was not a duck. She told me one night she had to pick up her brother from a job he didn’t have. More recently Liz said she was drunk on Early Times when she wrecked her Impala. A few days later it was Red Stag (made by Jim Beam). Liz can’t even recall things she and I did when we dated. She then gives me credit for things we did together that she and I never did.
Breaking the Law, Breaking the Law – The drugs and drunk driving are not the only crimes committed by Ms. Hanes. Liz has stolen money from work. She has broken “Hippo Laws” by telling me medical information about her co-worker’s daughter. Not only was she in court for wreckless driving and heroin, but Liz hid evidence during the crime covering for Ben Cox. Those are facts which cannot be debated.
Train Wreck – Seven months ago while drunk, Liz stated her dad had sexually abused her. On Facebook however, Liz likes a group called “I love my dad” which is about girls who love their dads. If he molested you, why would you love him? That would be one odd type of love. Liz has a decent job. She normally only has between $100-$150 to her name and is behind on bills. Her phone is routinely cut off, car payments are behind and Liz uses those she can.
Attention Whore – Liz has to feel important. She normally dresses like a slut. Most of her girlfriends are better looking than her so she has to do things to “keep up” with them. Most of her girlfriends are decent people with careers, families or about to settle down. Liz, a complete mess, wants what they have. She will use and hold on to which ever friend benefits her the most at that moment. She been during this since she was 14.
I have no desire in being there for her. I can’t name one good thing that Liz has ever done for me other than vacation. At that time Liz had no car, was low on money and needed me. Once she got a car everything between us changed. So in reality, vacation wasn’t even that special. Liz had nothing else in life at the moment so vacation was something for her to do. It was a free ride to have fun and be away from work.
Not once has she showed a sign of changing. Seven months ago when I was willing to give her a chance, Liz ditched me for a rich doctor’s son who is a drunk and drug addict. That’s fine. She deserves people like him and Ben Cox. I am too much of a man with class for her. I am too honest for her. I have too many standards for her. She is not worth my time or effort.
There’s an old saying about wild animals that goes like this, “You can take the beast out of the wild, but you can’t take the wild out of the beast.” With Liz I will say this. “You can take the white trash from Clifton but it’s still white trash no matter where she lives.” Liz can brag about where she used to live (Seneca Gardens), her degree and her job. White trash has nothing to do with location, income or education. Lifestyle is a way of life. Heroin marks, drugs and pathological lying make you white trash. You can cover-up but you are what you are. I can put a turd on a plate, but the turd is still a turd and not a meal from a 5-star restaurant.
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