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Do you really know who that person is that sits across from you, at the office...?

Just found out that a guy I've worked with for the past couple of years, and appeared to be an average guy, Ex-Marine, family man, etc... was arrested last week for attempted rape, assault on a female, plus, aggravated assault on another person during the incident... Reading the news article, I found out that he already had a conviction in 2016 for Misdemeanor Assault on a female...

Hope that the company suspended his access to the building... Never know, ya know?
 
You never know what kind of skeletons people are hiding in their closet...
 
Try working in a building with flex seating. You never know who will be sitting around you, or that you will actually get a seat near your workgroup.
 
Back in the 70s we used to cut the grass for an elderly couple at church. They had a fairly big house on 4 city lots, pretty large for inside the city limits. We would get volunteered to cut their grass, an all day affair, and the wife would bring us lemonade and sandwiches. Boloney with mayonnaise and ketchup...... bleech.

I found out later that the man had spent around 10 years in prison during the 40s and early 50s for burglarizing a few banks in the 30s. From what my dad told me, he didn't rob the banks movie style, he would break in right before sunrise and steal all the cash.

There was talk about where he got the money for the house and property.

And the wife was the first woman I ever saw with a tattoo. It was NOT a pretty sight.
 
One of our geeky, nerdy engineers, older, single, was killed in a shootout with the police at his home. I never had a problem with him personally, but some people felt like he was going to snap at some point.
 
Our regular Schwann's delivery driver brutally murdered his wife and took off with his kids triggering a cross-country manhunt. He was later found in SD and was caught after a high speed pursuit and shootout. Creepy thinking he had been in our house.
 
I honestly remember the good old days where we actually knew our coworkers. And I'm not not even that old dammit.
 
last year, a co-worker of mine shot his wife then turned the gun on himself afterwards. left two children behind. horrible tragedy and you would never imagine in a thousand years this guy would do such a thing...
 
Innocent until proven guilty in court. And even then, there are prosecutors and detectives with agendas, and/or lazy defense attorneys. If someone is caught red-handed doing something, that’s a different story.
 
Apparently some have an incredible ability to live a double life while appearing normal to family/friends/co-workers. You hear these stories of years of infidelity, embezzlement, committing rape, child abuse, murder, etc., with those who know them never having suspected anything. Doesn't seem possible, but it obviously is.
 
I work from home. I hope know person sitting at the desk behind me reasonably well since she is my wife
 
One of my partners in drag racing did things to his 14-year-old step-daughter, and spent five years in the slammer. He lost his multi-million-dollar business—to the step-daughter.
I've not spoken with him since his guilty plea.
And this guy I did know, for forty years prior to this. Grew up with him.
 
Apparently some have an incredible ability to live a double life while appearing normal to family/friends/co-workers. You hear these stories of years of infidelity, embezzlement, committing rape, child abuse, murder, etc., with those who know them never having suspected anything. Doesn't seem possible, but it obviously is.

Isn't that the truth. My wife was seeing a physical therapist that we went to high school with after shoulder surgery. Same guy helped re-hab my daughter when she broke her arm and damaged some nerves a few years back. He was the friendliest guy, always in a good mood, constantly talking back and forth about our families and friends from school, etc. He appeared to have a booming medical practice in Connecticut with his wife and kids living in florida which he commuted back to every Thursday thru Sunday. He suddenly stopped seeing patients at the end of November and left a note on the door that they would re-open after the new year. Turns out that sometime around Christmas he murdered his wife, 3 kids, and dog and lived with them dead in the house for two weeks until the police came with a warrant to arrest him for medicaid fraud. He was supposedly in the process of being evicted from the house and had a number of state and federal investigations going on. We still don't know the fully story but many in the local community are still reeling from what he did. Nobody ever saw it coming and there was alot of disbelief that he was capable of such things. He confessed when they arrested them. You just never know what daemons someone has in their closet and/or what they are capable of.
 
or who's cutting your hair...
a while back there was a lot of buzz about some hairdresser that kidnapped another hairdresser, they suspected it was a murder. Appearently she was a real piece of work with tons of identities, suspected of lots of foul play in several places...
Turns out she had worked for a while in the Hair Cuttery salon I usually go to and have taken my kids to a few times. She might have cut my hair...or worse my kids' hair!
 
Years ago I opened up the Sunday Los Angels Time and the headline reads "Philadelphia Yuppie Connection Busted by FBI.." It was a huge drug operation that the FBI shut down. As I was reading the article I knew.. well went to HS with... half the people on the list... some of them had it made as they came from some affluent families... one was even a dentist the graduated from Penn... you never know...

https://apnews.com/d2fc51d7d84a0f4e576b1b6941325182
 
Wow, I can't imagine that. I worked mostly in a closed door office. The SCIF had about a dozen people and we all had TS/SCI with poly so nothing like that ever came up.
 
A guy I worked with at US Customs got busted for child porn and had to do the perp walk out of the office. Keep in mind, we all had our level 2 (Secret) DHS security clearance to work there! I never liked the guy and I missed the perp walk, but I hope they threw the book at him.
 
Just last night I ripped the tags off of all my pillows in a fit of frustration.

My coworkers will never know. :arf::devil:
And that is probably the worst thing you have ever done in your life, right? LOL
 
a guy i worked with at a part time job was also a city engineer. he lived down the street from me and i knew him pretty well, i thought. turns out he was one of the biggest coke dealers in town. didn't know it until I saw him getting arrested on the TV.
 
Just last night I ripped the tags off of all my pillows in a fit of frustration.

My coworkers will never know. :arf::devil:

Dang....you are a wild man.!!!!

From a little over 50 years ago I remember old tattered tags on my grandmothers mattresses. I wanted to cut them off, but my mom showed me the line:

DO NOT REMOVE UNDER PENALTY OF LAW

I was scared to death because I tore the tag off my pillow....:lol::lol::lol:
 
The flip side:

I remember taxiing into my tiedown spot in the Champ. As I rolled across the grass one of the Goodyear brake disc clips popped off--I didn't see or hear it--but after I shut down a grizzled old guy wearing a shockingly tattered ancient plaid jacket strolled over, picked up that clip and handed it to me. I hadn't seen him around the airport before. I later found he owned five airplanes in three different towns and was still a senior captain with a topnotch, world-class major airline. We became friends.
Some excellent books have dog-eared covers. Some rotten books have flashy, deceiving covers. Took me many decades to learn to reserve judgment.
 
You can never tell by appearances. Years ago I had picked up an old pipe organ from a church and mentioned it on the organ mailing lists. A guy writes me back and says he lives near by and will come give me advice. OK, I think. He shows up in denim on a motorcycle and talks to me for a bit and looks at what I have. OK, he sounds like he knows SOMETHING about organs but he looks like someone who should be hanging out at the local biker bar.

Years later I get an invitation to go to a concert at someone's house. Turns out it's a mansion in Great Falls. Wife tells me to walk through the "pool room" to the barn. The "pool room" has like a 24M lap pool in it. The barn is a fully finished cavernous space with a pristine 33-rank Wurlitzer theatre organ in it. The motorcycle guy is the owner of all this and has restored the thing himself. Pretty impressive. Never figured out where he got his money from, but he definitely had a lot of it. The house had at least three full sized grand pianos in it (might have been more). After much arm twisting by one of the performers at a subsequent concert there, we got him to play. He's a fantastic musician as well.
 
You can never tell by appearances. Years ago I had picked up an old pipe organ from a church and mentioned it on the organ mailing lists. A guy writes me back and says he lives near by and will come give me advice. OK, I think. He shows up in denim on a motorcycle and talks to me for a bit and looks at what I have. OK, he sounds like he knows SOMETHING about organs but he looks like someone who should be hanging out at the local biker bar.

Years later I get an invitation to go to a concert at someone's house. Turns out it's a mansion in Great Falls. Wife tells me to walk through the "pool room" to the barn. The "pool room" has like a 24M lap pool in it. The barn is a fully finished cavernous space with a pristine 33-rank Wurlitzer theatre organ in it. The motorcycle guy is the owner of all this and has restored the thing himself. Pretty impressive. Never figured out where he got his money from, but he definitely had a lot of it. The house had at least three full sized grand pianos in it (might have been more). After much arm twisting by one of the performers at a subsequent concert there, we got him to play. He's a fantastic musician as well.
http://hardmanwurlitzer.com/barn/
 
Summer job back in high school. One of the adult, full-time employees castrated a man in a bar fight.

Ron "Ouch" Wanttaja
 
My highschool english teach stabbed a buy in a Kinkos copy center and raped him. Think he was also the wrestling coach.

If you work for a company that's large enough, the chances that you're working with a pedophile, a murderer, a fraudster, etc are pretty high.
 
My highschool coaches were some characters. One did serious time for sleeping with highschool girls, lots of girls.

Another got caught making a bunch of meth, looking back, it makes sense cause he always seemed jacked up, tons of energy. That's what meth does, right, jack you up?

A very successful realtor I got to know was a massive crackhead. Functional as anyone out there, not the type that lost everything to the drug, but smoked crack all the time.
 
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