Prison Barges Sent To Gitmo

Wow! I just noticed I haven't posted anything since February. It seems like it hasn't been that long. Well, I have a lot of catching up to do. By the way, the window that pops up when you enter this page was not put here by me. I don't know where it came from, maybe Google, idk. Anyways, I'm trying to remember what I may have put in my last post. If you read my last post and it seems like I am repeating anything on this one, you will have to forgive me. If you don't want to forgive me, too bad, this is my blog, go somewhere else then. Now I am working full time. I am still a security guard. My cat keeps getting out of my car so I have to keep trying to find her. My back hurts off and on. Just like last year, cops keep checking me to find out why I am sleeping in my car. This time it was a Sheriff's Deputy because I was sleeping in Heinz Park. He thought i was there all night but I told him it was just after I dropped my son off at work so he said just don't be sleeping in the park over night. I am a candidate for a Reserve Police Officer position. Wish me luck! I'm in love with a girl I can not have. You know what they say, you can't help who you fall in love with. Don't worry, she's an adult, lol. For those of you who were truly worried, get your minds out of the gutter, please! Relationships, it seems, just are not for me yet. I have nothing going on for me right now, no home, a beat up old car, and barely enough money to make it by. Why no home, you ask? Unfortunately everywhere I try doesn't want anything to do with me due to my history with evictions and bad credit. I've lived for over 3 months in my car, I guess I will have to do it again. I did stay with a couple of friends for about a month and a half, so I am thankful for them, but "here i go again on my own" again, lol. I try to keep in good spirits, but I also realize I am getting old, and the possibility of being alone the rest of my life is starting to become a realization to me now. I do have a few family members that I know love and care for me but I need to get out of this hole I dug and jumped in a few years back and get back on track so I may have SOME kind of life. On a good note, at least, I have a lot less stress at my current job than when I was working for Comcast. I am a lot happier now throughout the work day and even find myself singing or whistling while I work. Well, I will try to post more often, maybe when and if i get that Reserve officer job:) Thanks for reading, Wes

I'm back!! It's been about a year since I posted, so here's an update: A few months before my last post I was assigned a post at the University of Michigan, Dearborn campus, as a Security Guard for the campus library. This post assignment automatically made me a Site Supervisor since I will be supervising three co-workers during mid-term and final exam periods. So, my goal to get supervisory experience has been fulfilled. While working there I have experienced a lot, from working with police officers and campus security, dealing with groups of people including speaking in front of groups of 50 people and more, noise complaint resolution, threats, and theft. I was given the job with no training other than meeting with the Public Safety Supervisor to go over the post orders, and since the last semester I have been told a couple of times that noise complaints have been way down compared to the years previous to my employment there. I have also started another job (December 2013 to present) as an in-house security guard in Livonia. The job pays a lot better but it is only part time. So for now I am working 2 jobs at about 52 hours a week and before long I hope to reach my next goal of making at least what I was making at Comcast before I quit. Anyways, I am a lot happier now that I don't have to put up with all the headaches I had when I worked at Comcast. I would pat myself on the back but I'm worried that I would do it too hard and break something:) Until next time folks! Wes

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I'm Back!!

I know it's been a long time since my last post but I haven't had much access to the Internet.  When I could get online I only had enough time for checking my emails for the most part.  Today I have a little time to update my Posterous so here it is.  It's been a little less than a year since I started working in Security and yet for the last 3 months I have have managed to be trusted with a high priority assignment that I am making a couple more bucks an hour with a lot higher level of responsibility.  In fact the last Guard that I replaced retired and was a Security Guard for many years.  I know many people out there see Security as a low paying dead end job and I agree with the low paying part but for me, I see it as a stepping stone to my new career, at least for a while.  Other than a lot of walking it's not a very physical job.  After working a few potentially dangerous job assignments in Detroit, I was asked to work at the Library at a well known University in Dearborn.  I accepted due to more pay and it wasn't in Detroit.  The job is challenging because I have to interact with people that are usually half my age and advise them when they are breaking the rules.  I am basically a monitor, patrolling each floor.  Most of the students are friendly and respectful to me but in the 3 months I've been there three people did not want to listen to me.  I had to call campus police twice to resolve the situation.  The Library staff is top notch and very helpful to me and I couldn't have asked for better support from them and the Public Safety department.  The management of the Library has made it known to me that they want me to be there permanently and have told me on a couple of occasions that I am doing a great job.  Even the lieutenant of Public Safety shook my hand and thanked me for a job well done.  I now have my sites set on working directly for Public Safety and will be applying soon for a position with them that is opening up soon.  Wish me luck!  I'll keep you posted:)

Wes 

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Security

Hello everyone, I know it's been a while since my last post but I haven't had much access to the Internet until now.  About 1 year and 3 months after I quit my job at the cable company, I finally landed a job!!  I'm so excited to be back in the workforce again.  Nothing is more humiliating to me than not being able to provide for myself.  I started hating myself for not handling things at my former job better, and started blaming myself for not having the strength and courage to deal with the pain and fears I had while I worked there.

Anyways, my new job is in the field of...well, if you already read the title of this post, you already know...that's right, a Security Guard.  I love this job.  So much that I arrive at least a half hour early every day.  I'm getting paid less than half of what I was making at the cable company but I am so much less stressed out.

The manager that hired me told me that I would be a supervisor soon, which is great because one of the reasons that it took me so long in getting a job is because I don't have a college degree and I have never been a supervisor.  Put it this way, my 13+ years in the cable industry when added to a dollar was almost enough to get me a small coffee.  I've had "supervisory" experience in a few of my jobs in the past, and even in my cable job for a few years, but it didn't matter.  I never held the title Supervisor.  Now I will with this job, thanks to my sister who got me the job.  My sister, Char, has been a manager at a well known bakery/plant longer than I have been in the cable industry.  When she called me a month ago and said they had an opening for a security guard, I knew that it was for me.  You see, I have been thinking for a long time, especially since 9/11 that I could be of more use to an employer and the public with my mind instead of my body.  Now that I have had back problems for a few years, I feel that this is the best job for me right now.

 I mostly sit in an office chair in a guard shack, looking at security camera monitors, and guard the entrance to the plant.  I am provided internet access to use for educational or entertainment purposes while on the job, and I have been introduced to and trained by some very interesting people.  Some of the people I am talking about are three of the guards I work with.  All three are retired Detroit Police Officers.  One of them has worked as a security manager for a guard firm for about 10 years after retirement.  All 3 have interesting stories and advice that I believe to be very useful in preparing me for my newly chosen career.

Of course, being an unarmed security guard does have an added danger to this line of work, but I have my sites set on adding "Armed Security Guard" to my background as soon as possible. 

Thank you for reading!

Wes  

 

 

Rock Bottom CONCLUSION

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Welcome to my final "Rock Bottom" post.  I recommend reading this series of posts from the start by scrolling down two posts and beginning with "Rock Bottom".

As I explained in the previous post, my life was going to take a serious change for the worse.  Everything up to this point seemed normal right?  Well, mabe not the "evil spirits" my family and I encountered in my early childhood, but I haven't experienced much of that since then, so, here it goes.

 Everything in my life seems to be going good, I'm doing well at work, (Cable Co.) I'm starting to make good money, I'm finally starting to come out of my depressions brought on by my divorce and the death of my mother.  My son is getting older, and we are able to have interests in common, such as computers and video games.  Well, you may have already guessed it, but one day I get a phone call.  It was my brother.  He has broken up with his girlfriend, and needs a place to stay.  Although I am in a one bedroom apartment, with my son visiting on the weekends, and if the apartment management finds out, I could be evicted, I decide to allow him to stay with me.  It was fine at first, even though he had no job for a while, but it all soon came crashing down.  My brother started seeing psychiatrists in a free evaluation for testing medication.  Around this time, I was going through severe back-pain, and ultimately had to go on short-term disability from work.  My brother was taking experimental drugs, and drinking beer heavily at the same time.  When his "therapy" was about over, his psychiatrist prescribed him a major anti-depressant drug and gave him a free months supply.  I'm sure my brother didn't let them know how much he was drinking alcohol while he was on these things, because for the next couple of months I experienced pure HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was back at work now, and every day after work, my brother would start our verbal fights.  Non-stop yelling at the top of our voices, all night long.  Even if we took off to go visit relatives that lived 1/2 hour away...non-stop YELLING!!! ARGUING!!! He's blaming me for everything bad in his life, blaming me for the past, and for me being too stupid to have things going better in my life.  I lost my voice for the better part of that year, and he would laugh at me for my scratchy yelling back at him.  Keep in mind,  I did not take anti-depressants, and I am not a drinker.  I usually only have about a couple of cans of beer every 2 or three months.  My brother would even start yelling and arguing with me in front of my son when he was visiting, and even pushed me hard in front of him, trying to get me to fight.  I fell back on the couch, when he pushed me, and I jumped back up, and looked at my son, who was watching this go down.  I decided to move into my dad's house that was going to be vacant when my sister was going to move out, after getting maried.  I told my brother he could not move there with me because of the way he now acts.  He moved to Georgia to a high school friend's house.  I told him before he left to don't act that way with his friend like the way he is with me.  Two months of peace I had in my new house, I get a phone call, his friend kicked him out, and he's apologizing for his behavior, he has nowhere else to go, and he promises things will be better/different.   I told him I'm still mad at him, things better change, and he needed to slow down on the alcohol.  He agreed.

I know your probably thinking "he's (me Wes) a dumbass, after all that, he's going to let him move back in with him.  Well, just let me say " I AM A DUMBASS FOR LETTING MY BROTHER MOVE BACK IN WITH ME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Nothing in the passed can even compete with the craziness that is going to start happening in about a year!!!

Not long after he moved in, I started telling him, " I'm not going to make it much longer at this job, my back is continuing to hurt, and it's causing a reduction of strength in my left leg, and I am loosing my confidence in climbing ladders."

Well I had to go on short-term disability again for my back.  I had to cut it short and go back to work still in pain, because the STD Insurance company wasn't paying me.  They were holding out, trying to get me to come back to work.  This was in the winter, so my brother wasn't working, because he only had a part-time summer job, so there was no help there.

 I was only able to work about 9 months longer when I couldn't take it any longer.  My progressing fear of heights (acrophobia) that started after my first short-term disability has finally caught up to me.  My repeated talks to my supervisor at work, to try and find something else for me to do, haven't worked, and by now, me and my brother have been starting to argue and yell again. I told my brother to leave, but he said the house we lived at was in my dad's name, and he had the right to live there too.  I just gave up.  I had no support.  I quit my job of almost 12 years at the Cable company.  I know now this was the worst thing I could have done, but I was all stressed out.  Everything was on my shoulders.  I was in pain, tired, scared of killing myself at my job.  I've been involved in trying to get unemployment for almost a year now.  I've been in court, in front of an Administrative Law Judge, after being denied. After being denied by the Judge, my case is now in front of the Appellate Commission.( Appeals Court for unemployment )

To make this long story shorter, I'll just tell you what happened not long after quitting the cable company.  About a month after quitting, my brother's anger with me kept growing daily.  He was in a " it's my way or the highway" type mindset with me and my son.  He was drinking very heavy, both beer and hard liquor, and a few days before Thanksgiving, he threw the biggest kitchen knife at my head, barely missing me.  I threatened calling the police.  A couple of days after Thanksgiving, he was drunk and he got in my face, yelling, and I turned to walk away, and go to my room, and he pushed me, hurting my neck.  Again I threatened to call the police.  A couple more days goes by, and it was night time, I was upstairs in my room, helping my son with his homework, and my son was also playing music on the computer ( not very loud ), while my brother is downstairs stomping around, swearing, drunk as usual, and he yells up the stairs

" TURN THAT SHIT OFF!" I told my son he didn't have to.  A minute later my brother comes walking up the stairs, complaining, swearing, etc. and I tell him to please leave, I'm helping my son with his homework, and right now my room is private time for me and my son.  He continues to swear, so I stand up and get louder "please leave"  he pushes me.  I threaten to call the police, he just laughs at me, and says "give me your phone I'll call them."  I tell my son "come on, I'm driving you to your grandmother's house."  My son goes downstairs first, after I block my brother from blocking him,  I then tried to walk down, as my brother is pulling me from behind, all the way to the front door, where he is pulling me and pushing the door closed as I am trying to open it.  I let go of the door and spun around, breaking his hold, and he drunkingly falls on his but in front of the door.  I yell to my son "go out the back door and get in the car!"  I'm right behind him, but when I got out the backdoor and checked my pocket for my car keys, they are not there.  I ran back in looking for them, and my brother wasn't at the door anymore.  I look around, and they are not in the usual places I put them.  I open the front door and looked at my car to hopefully see my son inside, but he wasn't...my brother was in the passenger's seat, grinning at me.  My son, walking almost half-way down the block.  I had enough.  I pulled out my cell phone and dialed 911.  My brother jumps out of my car, and says, I know your not calling the police.  I said "yes I am this time, I've had enough.  The police were there within about 3 minutes, as my brother is stomping around yelling and swearing.  Loud enough that the 911 operator said " is that him?"  I said yes and I hear her say " I need you to get there as soon as possible." He wnt to jail for about 2 days, probably due to giving officers a hard time in jail, I think. I dropped the charges before his court date, but the State picked them back up.  He was sentenced to community service, random drug and alcohol tests, and anger management and AA classes.

Although he wasn't supposed to, I let him move back in, after he called me and begged to, he kept getting drunk, and didn't finish all his classes, and he continued to be a big headache for me for the following 10 months after, and I had to threaten calling the police multiple times.  He even got into it with my son a couple of times when I wasn't home, the first time getting my son so angry that he punched the front door and broke his hand.  The second time, he sat on my son, trying to stop him from leaving.  My son left that day, and I didn't see him again until my brother left, about a month and a half later.

My brother left 6 days ago to live in Indiana, hopefully for good.  I do not even want to have contact with him for a good period of time, and I never want him to live with me again.  I hope he gets help.  Things may start looking better for me now.  I felt such relief the day he left. I hit rock bottom, stayed there for a year, and now the long climb back up to a normal living.  Thank you to all the people who have put up with me and supported me this last year.  I wont forget it.

Note:  This whole story was written leaving alot of the things out that my brother has done.  The story was not meant to bash my brother, but point out the struggles people go through when someone abuses drugs or alcohol.  I do not think my story is rare, but this world would be a better place if it was.

Thank you for reading.

Wes Burgan