Sinner's Alley Happy Hour (Part 1)

<p>I'll have champagne, please! And a round for anyone else who's been through a boyfriend (or maybe boyfiend is more apt) crisis. The inappropriate, too-old, bartender boyfriend has left the state where my D is in college and is returning to our home state. He was checking out her college town for possible relocation. Difficult situation as a parent. She is heartbroken. I am not.</p>

<p>ding, dong, the creep is gone!</p>

<p>I hope so. I keep thinking of that song of some years back, "Dump that Chump." But Ds don't like advice from moms so much. </p>

<p>Hugs and good thoughts to sluggbug and sluggS...</p>

<p>How did I not hear about the pervert hunt? Good for you. I have an S and we are in the SF Bay Area burbs too! You did us a favor.</p>

<p>Great drop-off story, Alumother! Why is it that us moms feel so compelled to make our S and D's beds before we head home without them on move-in day? I know that I was absolutely obsessed with my D's sleeping comfort, and ran around town for three weeks, gathering sheets, two different types of mattress topper, quilts and blankets, etc. prior to move-in day.</p>

<p>Here's to small victories, bookiemom! ::::clink::::: Moms are always right about these things. My prediction is that he's already got one foot out the door, and he'll move on to...wher-ev-er (snapping fingers), by New Year's. :)</p>

<p>slugg - I knew that pervert was done for :cool:.</p>

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poetsheart - when we moved DS into college #2, Katrina orphan style, all I had handy was a skimpy too small too thin mattress pad from here at home. Put it on the bed (which I made! of course! got to make that bed up!) as a temporary measure and headed next day to BB&B for a nice cushy mattress pad. Drove up to college #2 next day with the new pad and several requested items (drum practice pad, sticks,...). S looked at me like I was crazy, said "I LIKE the one I have now. It's comfortable." Back went the new improved mattress pad, :confused: for a nice cushy refund :p.</p>

<p>I think we want to provide a thread count that matches our laps. Our arms. We must all have held them as they fell asleep in their baby lives. So we ransack Target and Bed Bath and Beyond and insist on stretching the sheets flat on their bed in their new life.</p>

<p>And note how closely the bed-making mirrors all our other interactions? Because my D was set on some sheets with XL fitted not available until Sept. 9th, I had to make her bed with flat sheets. There I was, a committed non-bedmaker, attempting hospital corners I hadn't remembered in years. Lifting up the mattress to cover it entirely with the allergy cover, then covering that with the cushy cotton cover (no foam, fumes...), and then cramming the duvet into the cover. Overworking the problem to make sure I could say in my heart I had done my best. Luckily, in this case I got the thank you I didn't get on drop off day. She told me over the phone that she "loves" her bed. I was happy. God what we do and feel for these children.</p>

<p>Mine is sleeping in an upper bunk. I couldn't have reached it to make his bed even if I <em>had</em> made the trip across the continent to watch him move in, a week after parents' orientation was over. :(</p>

<p>sigh.... OK tonight I REALLY WILL open that bottle of wine, even if I'm the only one in the house, really I will...</p>

<p>Mootmom, my S had an upper bunk, too, that he and my H made up, so I didn't get the pleasure. I was pleased that S made such a big deal about his cotton mattress pad, of all things. One regret I have about leaving him was that I hugged him and didn't look back. I wish I had watched him walk to his dorm but I was too teary-eyed. Pour me a chocolate martini, bartender...</p>

<p>"God what we do and feel for these children!"</p>

<p>You can say that again...Sigh...</p>

<p>Well, well. We heard from the health club that their lawyer advised them to give the pervert who exposed himself to my 17-y/o son a "warning" and NOT to terminate his health club membership. This is the second documented time that this guy has exposed himself to a child in that facility's locker room. He's a 72-y/o man and has been married for 40 years. He told the officer that he is on medication and that he did not remember exposing himself to my son. But, he did remember that "someone" in a towel said inappropriate things to HIM! It was a well rehearsed routine that I'm sure has worked many times before for this guy and every other pervert out there. </p>

<p>The officer told us that he knew the guy was lying and that there was obviously something mentally wrong with him. This is why he didn't think that the DA would file against him, because he was "loopy."</p>

<p>The other family did not respond to the officer's phone call regarding the previous incident. So, this is how perverts are left out there to repeat offenses. The wife must know. The managers of the health club know. The police know. The other family knows. We know. And, this guy is going to slither under the radar one more time.</p>

<p>Well, I can slither, too. I am a sluggbugg, afterall, and sluggbuggs bite, sometimes. Letter writing commences today. :mad:</p>

<p>You go girl.</p>

<p>My devilish side says a picket (outside this guy's house? outside the gym?) might be effective. Make <em>sure</em> his wife knows!! Everyone picketing could put on those fake plastic butts.... </p>

<p>Perhpas organizing a lot of members to cancell memberships would be a good way to get the gym's attention?</p>

<p>Survey time
How many parents who made their kid's bed on dropoff day found it just as neatly made up when they next visited the school, say on Parents' Weekend?</p>

<p>Don't be shy, now. Just raise your hands. (Looking around for raised hands): Hmmmmmm. No, not me, either.</p>

<p>Another idea:</p>

<p>Devilish idea #2-- You could have a poll outside the gym, asking a quick 2 questions of the people coming in:</p>

<ul>
<li><p>are you a member of a gym?</p></li>
<li><p>Should pedophile perverts who expose themselves to children be members of your gym?</p></li>
</ul>

<p>Okay, Thank you!</p>

<p>sluggbugg, SBmom and all - Let's have a posse! I have always wanted to be in a posse! We could have badges, but I don't think they should reference Sinner's Alley (that part can be our little secret).</p>

<p>slugg - I will be in your neck of the woods in late Oct/early Nov and will posse/picket/poll/march or whatever.</p>

<p>Whereabouts, jmmom? Will you be on a college tour? Give me a ringy-dingy PM when it gets closer to your trip. I'm actually pretty civilized, and I don't drool in public (only when I'm sleeping). :p</p>

<p>Hey, I found Curmie. He's been touring colleges up in New York and Vermont. Everybody be nice to his new squirrel friend. :) Whoever is behind the bar...give me a jug of moonshine and a straw, in honor of Curmie's return. </p>

<p>Perv Update: Nothing like making a 210 lb., Jolly Green Giant named Vinny tremble in his jockstrap. I stopped by the health club this morning, and let's just say that we had a chat, mamaslugg style. ;) Perhaps, this is a good time to say that I appreciate my college education even more than ever! Kids -- Stay in School!</p>

<p>Girls, girls. girls. Tsk, tsk. Getting warmselles and fuzzies over making your grown child's bed? Is this a good thing? </p>

<p>Maybe Sinner's Alley needs a drug cabinet.</p>

<p>I've seen what my sons do to bedding with a weekly housekeeper. No way they get special bedding to get stomped on after it's left on the 1950's dorm floor for most of the semester. That would not be me.</p>

<p>I packed up the rottenest duvet cover I could find, sewed the ripped bits with non-matching thread and shipped it out with S1. The bloody school made me order new sheets. None of my rotten ones fit the, oh yeah, extra long bed. </p>

<p>Make his bed in his dorm? Hah! Not even tempted! Besides, he'd squash that hovering like a June bug.</p>

<p>cheers - re making the bed, I plead temporary insanity. But somehow, I did figure out the stupidity of purchasing and sending nice new towels. Those things go directly to the floor and stew there. No way was he getting new ones. The ones he took populated my 1985 Manhattan apartment and :eek: bathroom of DH and my first place - 5 years before DS was born.</p>

<p>New towels? Those I got for me! S didn't even care. <em>but he has called to say he needs more food allowance; seems the "normal" dining hours of his host school don't suit his - ahem - personal biorhythms</em></p>

<p>slugg and anyone else in the Bay Area: I am PM-ing with jmmom and we're setting a date for a Bay Area Shindig which at this point is looking like Oct. 31 (although there will be NO requirement, nor even any encouragement, for costumes). I'll host (or we can find a cheap dive somewhere!) -- will post a separate thread on the Cafe for The Usual Suspects to RSVP. Wanna join us (we hope??)? :)</p>