Rightooo how the bloody hell are yah!? Welcome to the second yarn and cheers for tuning in! Today we are rolling back to 1999-2000 while the world was shitting about y2k I was a little preoccupied
When I was about 10 years old I used to work at the family business which was The local music shop, pop was a builder and owned alot of business and office blocks but the music shop was OUR business, all pops daughters and most tge grandkids did time here and the story goes oneday pop left the pub came home to nan and said "good on yah i brought you the shop" seemingly suggesting she had bugged him for it to which nan replied "what, why and your a bloody idiot" knowing it was now her problem.
originally it was a VHS movie store that opened back in the 80s but with kalgoorlie forever expanding in those days the big boys like Blockbuster and Civic Video had moved to town so there wasn't much need for another video shop in a small town so we decided to focus all the efforts on selling CDs, records and music dvd's.
I used to help out on Thursday nights which was late night shopping in town I'd be there from 4:30 after school till about 9 o'clock at night I basically just did the sweeping, socialized and controlled other kids and put the cd cases back on the shelf after customers purchased them. I wouldn't have even noticed when he first rolled in but after a while this big odd bloke had become a regular and still a while before we actually interacted With each other besides him buying a couple of CDs and have a little bit of a chat about nothing and he'd be onhis way.
After a while his chats begin to draw out i didnt even notice he had even stopped buying cds. Mum said she never saw him unless I was in and everyone else had noticed he seem focused on me, one night I was wearing a Holden super cash shirt and he noticed saying he also love watching the V8 Supercars and he was a Holden supporter so from there on he would use that as point of conversation.
Before I knew it he started to come in bringing gifts, the first one was a Holden Racing Team mug from the memorabilia shop across the road nothing too crazy a $20 coffee mug. I accepted it but it felt uncomfortable we didn't really know each other it was weird he was at least 55 and I was 10 years old but I was more focused on the cup as the mind of a kid does.
The next thing he bought me was a signed poster which was about $200 dollars and my mum declined on my behalf politely saying it was too generous.... it about 2 weeks later he came in with a Holden Racing Team official racing leather jacket which had Peter Brock signatures all over it. I'd seen the jacket myself in the memorabilia shop across the road and was running in excess $2000 at the time. As soon as the man mum saw that she freaked out and told him I can't accept it.
Mum later told me that I wasn't allowed to work at the store anymore and said there's something weird about that bloke.. I don't trust him I feel like he's grooming you a man that age has no business giving that much attention to a child it's odd.
A few weeks later we'llpulling into our driveway when we notice Adrian, the strange bloke was walking on our block a couple of houses up from ours! We thought it was pretty fucking wild and mum didn't want to pull in and let him know where we live so she Circle The Block and low and behold got fortunate enough to see where he lived.
It was literally about seven houses up across the next street in these two story government housing buildings that I had to walk past these every day on my way to school. I started making sure to go around the other side of the street as not be seen. Weeks passed and he came in one Thursday after I had been allowed to come back to work. The Grand Finals for the V8 Supercars was coming up and he invited me around to watch the race even saying we can have a couple of sneaky beers ....The thought of having beers while watching the V8 Supercars definitely sounded good to my 10 year old Brain and I inclined as to make him think that I was keen to go around but I wasn't..
I never spoke to him again after that and I made sure to lay low about four or five weeks the grand final had past and fucking ford won the bastards! We hadn't seen Adrian for maybe five six weeks and I'm sitting at the table having breakfast and SLAP
Mum dropped the kalgoorlie miner our newspaper in front of me on...I can't remember his last name but Adrian had been done by the coppers for raping and murdering a down syndrome boy the same ages me. Mum was 100% correct he definitely was grooming me and that kid that died was originally meant to beme.
I don't know if I should be flattered but I definitely wasn't afraid and didnt feel lucky I didn't feel anything really if anything I felt a bit bad because i was already sneaking a couple beers here and there, fighting and running a muk, I've been around some pretty bad s*** for most my life not saying that i would have been able to flog this grown man but I definitely wpuld have stood qmore of a chance to defend myself than that poor kid.
When I was about 10 years old I used to work at the family business which was The local music shop, pop was a builder and owned alot of business and office blocks but the music shop was OUR business, all pops daughters and most tge grandkids did time here and the story goes oneday pop left the pub came home to nan and said "good on yah i brought you the shop" seemingly suggesting she had bugged him for it to which nan replied "what, why and your a bloody idiot" knowing it was now her problem.
originally it was a VHS movie store that opened back in the 80s but with kalgoorlie forever expanding in those days the big boys like Blockbuster and Civic Video had moved to town so there wasn't much need for another video shop in a small town so we decided to focus all the efforts on selling CDs, records and music dvd's.
I used to help out on Thursday nights which was late night shopping in town I'd be there from 4:30 after school till about 9 o'clock at night I basically just did the sweeping, socialized and controlled other kids and put the cd cases back on the shelf after customers purchased them. I wouldn't have even noticed when he first rolled in but after a while this big odd bloke had become a regular and still a while before we actually interacted With each other besides him buying a couple of CDs and have a little bit of a chat about nothing and he'd be onhis way.
After a while his chats begin to draw out i didnt even notice he had even stopped buying cds. Mum said she never saw him unless I was in and everyone else had noticed he seem focused on me, one night I was wearing a Holden super cash shirt and he noticed saying he also love watching the V8 Supercars and he was a Holden supporter so from there on he would use that as point of conversation.
Before I knew it he started to come in bringing gifts, the first one was a Holden Racing Team mug from the memorabilia shop across the road nothing too crazy a $20 coffee mug. I accepted it but it felt uncomfortable we didn't really know each other it was weird he was at least 55 and I was 10 years old but I was more focused on the cup as the mind of a kid does.
The next thing he bought me was a signed poster which was about $200 dollars and my mum declined on my behalf politely saying it was too generous.... it about 2 weeks later he came in with a Holden Racing Team official racing leather jacket which had Peter Brock signatures all over it. I'd seen the jacket myself in the memorabilia shop across the road and was running in excess $2000 at the time. As soon as the man mum saw that she freaked out and told him I can't accept it.
Mum later told me that I wasn't allowed to work at the store anymore and said there's something weird about that bloke.. I don't trust him I feel like he's grooming you a man that age has no business giving that much attention to a child it's odd.
A few weeks later we'llpulling into our driveway when we notice Adrian, the strange bloke was walking on our block a couple of houses up from ours! We thought it was pretty fucking wild and mum didn't want to pull in and let him know where we live so she Circle The Block and low and behold got fortunate enough to see where he lived.
It was literally about seven houses up across the next street in these two story government housing buildings that I had to walk past these every day on my way to school. I started making sure to go around the other side of the street as not be seen. Weeks passed and he came in one Thursday after I had been allowed to come back to work. The Grand Finals for the V8 Supercars was coming up and he invited me around to watch the race even saying we can have a couple of sneaky beers ....The thought of having beers while watching the V8 Supercars definitely sounded good to my 10 year old Brain and I inclined as to make him think that I was keen to go around but I wasn't..
I never spoke to him again after that and I made sure to lay low about four or five weeks the grand final had past and fucking ford won the bastards! We hadn't seen Adrian for maybe five six weeks and I'm sitting at the table having breakfast and SLAP
Mum dropped the kalgoorlie miner our newspaper in front of me on...I can't remember his last name but Adrian had been done by the coppers for raping and murdering a down syndrome boy the same ages me. Mum was 100% correct he definitely was grooming me and that kid that died was originally meant to beme.
I don't know if I should be flattered but I definitely wasn't afraid and didnt feel lucky I didn't feel anything really if anything I felt a bit bad because i was already sneaking a couple beers here and there, fighting and running a muk, I've been around some pretty bad s*** for most my life not saying that i would have been able to flog this grown man but I definitely wpuld have stood qmore of a chance to defend myself than that poor kid.
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