Saturday, Jun. 28, 2003 - 12:39 pm
Now Playing: Fireside "Follow Follow"
So, for the brief period that amber halo Matt was employed at Office Max (we dubbed im "Office Matt" while he worked there), he made friends with this guy named Shawn. Shawn would come around every now and then, check out Matt's bands, smoke out with us, whatever. He was an all right guy, but he was a mean tweaker, and he liked to share his stories/disillusions about when he was in prison for selling meth, how powerful he was/is in the drug community, how he could get anyone killed/maimed/beaten at the drop of a hat, how his Dad's kicks his own ass then tells the cops that Shawn did it, how he has X amount of dollars from his drug days, how he has the coolest cars because of his stint as a drug dealer, how he was solely responsible for the torching of the Moulin Rouge in Vegas simply by driving by the establishment the night before and pointing his finger at it, etc. Basically, he's a tweaker and just likes to talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk....
After amber halo Matt moved out, Shawn would still come around the house from time to time to share more stories or whatever. It was amusing at first, but when I'm trying to do 8 million things, I don't really have time for his bullshit.
Last week, Shawn stopped by to tell me about this shit and that shit with his Dad, and how he's hiding out for a while, and how his Dad steals from people and blames it on Shawn, and how the cops are looking for him, etc. Shawn asked if he could leave his car parked in our parking lot while he "lays low" for a while. Whatever. Miah and I agreed, and later in the day Shawn's Dad and his Dad's girlfriend came by and picked up the car.
2 days later, shawn stops by the house and asks Miah if he could "store some shit" at our pad until Friday when he leaves town. Miah tells Shawn that he'd have to ask me, so Shawn goes outside and waits for me in his car for like 8 hours. Miah calls me at work and warns me, and also asks me to check up on the house as soon as I get out of work because Shawn was waiting a while, and he seemed kind of shady. Miah was understandably afraid that he may break into the house and rob us.
Never trust a tweaker, you know?
So, I cautiously creep into my parking lot that night and don't find Shawn, but from that point on we keep all doors locked even when we're home, because we don't want him in the house anymore. We could tell something was up, and we didn't really trust him. 3 or so days pass without a Shawn sighting, so we figured he had left town.
While watching the News on Friday night, Miah heard an interesting report. Not sure if he was just imagining it or not, we logged onto the channel 8 website the next day, and below is the actual report from the site:
(June 27)-- A 32- year old man held his own father hostage at the family's east Las Vegas home Friday afternoon.
The suspect, Shawn Stiles, released his elderly father about three hours after the negotiations began. The senior Stiles was transported to an area hospital to be treated for stress.
Metro police were called to the home in the morning after Stiles violated a restraining order by going to his parents home. Stiles was upset about his parent's divorce and according to police may have been on drugs when he took his father hostage.
Police say there were weapons inside the home. Stiles was taken into custody after police convinced him to come out of the home without incident. Stiles will be charged with kidnapping, assault with a deadly weapon, battery, domestic violence and violation of a restraining order.
Jesus, that could have been us. Man, I REALLY don't need anymore crazy FUCKERS in my life.
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