Monday, October 22, 2007

Not the post I thought it was going to be

I was going to post today. It's been a while and I knew I should come on and tell you all how fun and hectic getting the store going has been. How Little A is supremely good with customers and loves the cash register. How New England sport teams are now so good that they are making me uncomfortalble (I do much better cheering on the underdogs and we now have none of those.) Just stuff....stuff I can't even remember right now, but it was generally good stuff (apart from the exhaustion).

Then, N called and told me something that has left me completely dumbfounded, filled with sorrow, and feeling really lucky.

I don't think I ever relayed much of this story on here, so I'll just give you a little background. A year (or more....I'm bad with time) before N and I started dating, one of his friends started flirting with me. At the time he seemed really nice, warm, etc... Turned out that he was just a sweet talker and our very brief interlude lasted all of 3 or 4 weeks. At the time, I just chalked him up as "just another asshole". When I started dating N, I started to get a much fuller picture of this guy and realized that he wasn't JUST another ass hole, he was a compulsive liar, and as far as I could tell, a sociopath. His nickname among my friend quickly became Pure Evil. It sounds extreme, but the things N would tell me about this guy. N was not too close to him while we were dating because I would totally lose my shit at the mention of Pure Evil, and still being friends with him? That was just not a part of my deal. I guess it sounds a little some bitchy girlfriend who tears apart long-time buddies, but the guy was just too evil and I couldn't handle him even being cursorily apart of my world. He's been addressed in this blog before, here, #4. I rarely talk about him because I know how sensationalized it sounds to talk about someone being evil, and whatnot, but well, N called this morning with all the confirmation that anyone will ever need. Even N has now realized that he is the worst human being you could imagine.

Before I tell you all this, I'm just going to preface, so that no one gets crazy concerned about me, I've been tested and I am negative.

So, N called to tell me that he found out this weekend that Pure Evil has KNOWN that he is HIV+ since 2001. I cannot even tell you how many people this guy has had sex with and let me tell you, he is very condom-resistant. He's knowingly ruined, probably, hundreds of lives. He's been engaged for a few months, and infected his fiance, who has a child from a previous marriage. Someone he claimed to love. He finally came clean with N, but judging from his behavior, N doesn't believe that he plans to stop anytime soon. N's trying to figure out a way to turn him in, or who to turn him in to. I just can't even describe how lucky I feel that I escaped this and how completely filled with sadness I am when I think of how many people he's hurt and basically killed. How many kids are now, or will be, many mothers watched their daughters many others might have been infected by the already astronomical amount of people that he's infected. I just can't...