September 21, 2007...12:35 pm
A Bad Choice of Donor
I have a relative, 27 year old female, who is expecting a child in a few weeks. She isn’t married, has a respectable job and gets by o.k. She probably makes $11.50. She’s made her share of young adult mistakes. She doesn’t have a very good automobile, but she rides the KRT to work. She does need some self-discilpline with paying her bills. She will let her utilities get behind, but not disconnected … yet.
On Wednesday, she had to go to the courthouse to secure a restraining order against the baby’s father.
This character has a police record almost as long as I am tall. He’s just bad news. He doesn’t have a permanent home. No job. He played on her need for attention to get lodging for several months. [She's a beautiful young lady, but very overweight.] She bought the sales-pitch and now is paying the price for it. He has been verbally abusive to her and the family has urged her to get the order for a long time. She, more of the eternal optomist than me, put it off believing that he would figure it out and straighten up.
So, in the wee hours of Wednesday morning, this character calls her, giving her hell, telling her he was going to hurt her and she’d regret having the baby. Real manly stuff, you know. He even showed up outside her place of employement and threatened her and a co-worker with violence.
She went to the courthouse after work that same day. The magistrate, or whomever, gave her grief because she doesn’t have an address for this freak. My relative told the magistrate he’s homeless as far as she knows but will be in court the next day for yet another hearing. Why the magistrate gave this person seeking relief from the court grief I don’t know. This relative doesn’t make a habit of coming to the courthouse.
Yesterday, Sept 20, at 5:00 or so in the morning, this freak is calling my relative from one of the waiting rooms at the Charleston General Hospital — oops, CAMC General Division. He apparently does this frequently. He isn’t a patient. He walks in with others and takes advantage of the phones which allow out-going only calls.
She has a hearing next week. For the next little while family members, me included, will be driving her to and from work. I suspect we’ll do this at least till the baby comes. Then she’ll be off work for a while and hopefully this freak will have gotten bored with the whole thing and either be in jail, out of the state or bugging someone else.
I secretly hope the freak will get hold of some bad drugs and assume room temperature today!



2 Comments
September 21, 2007 at 11:44 pm
“Why the magistrate gave this person seeking relief from the court grief I don’t know.”
That’s not very professional. For the temporary orders, there’s no adversarial proceeding that needs to be held to get one, so service isn’t a problem. For the permanent order, there will have to be service, but it doesn’t sound like this jacknut is a stranger to law enforcement.
Before she goes back to court, get in touch with the local legal aid office. I’m sure they have a domestic violence specialist who handles those kinds of cases. I used to be him!
September 22, 2007 at 11:05 am
AH!! Legal Aid — Never crossed my mind. I will share the information!
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