Lurking Evil
When my first
born daughter was around 4 months old, she was healthy, had a great appetite,
and very bright. Of course you expect
that to be said by every parent with at least their first child. In all honesty I’ve always been amazed by the
intellect that my children are born with.
This girl was beautiful, and was crawling, and standing up in her crib. She would take every one of her toys and not
just play with it, but in fact would analyze every toy as if trying to figure
out how it worked.
This baby was
my pride and joy, and I would do whatever was necessary to make sure that she
was well provided for. Her meals were
always timely, her medical care was also extremely important to me, I believe that
even she would admit, that she was daddy’s little girl.
Unfortunately
because of my youth I was unable to provide her with the one thing that I
consider essential for safety and to keep her safe from unwanted influences not
of this world. The essential necessity
in my way of thinking, is a brand new home that would be her shelter without
any previous history or influences.
Life for us
was very stable around that time and I had just worked my way into a big job
related promotion, opening a new industrial plant in Santa Cruz California. You could say that I was the company’s “Golden
Haired Boy,” that is to say, that everything I did was perfect. I could do no wrong in the eyes of the
company (I was the go-to-guy). For my young
age I had just taken my first (as manager) location from 68th place ranking,
out of 80 location to 3rd place in productivity performance. I had also brought it to 2nd place
from 74th place in Budget (expenditures). All of that was accomplished within 15 months
of my joining the company and taking over the production management.
While
everything seems to be going in the right direction, my promotion to a new
location in a resort type town and in my eyes “paradise,” comes with side effects. I never complained then and I am not complaining
now. Believe me, my promotion/assignment
made me the envy of close to 300 managers that included Plant Managers,
Production Managers, Sales Managers, and even a couple of Vice Presidents from
Home Office. The only other coveted assignment
was Las Vegas. However, as the saying
goes be careful what you wish for.
My problem
was that while I had a great job, and salary to go with it, I was young, and
never knew when I could be transferred, so for that reason, I didn’t buy a new
home, that plus cost prohibitive housing costs at the time for the area. So I rented a very nice 2 bedroom in an above
average neighborhood. Almost immediately
the problem manifested itself.
From the
first day we moved in my little princess would start crying at exactly 12
midnight. The first few days I wasn’t
concerned because I didn’t see the pattern.
As, I am sure many of us are in the habit of looking at the bedside
clock when awakened in the night, I started to notice she would always start
screaming at exactly midnight. It would
break my heart to run into her room, and see the tears streaming down her face,
while screaming at the top of her little lungs and trembling. I swear if I had known than what was scaring
her, I would have asked that evil to take me on instead. I will need to follow up this post with “Lurking
Evil 2.” The best is yet to come….
INTERESTING SO FAR.
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