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Monday, December 15, 2014

Are these white people racist, brain dead, mentally retarded, or just plain stupid? You decide! My Bizarre Experiences with Churches and Law Enforcement People PT 16

I called my small town library last week to see if I could rent some free DVD’s; as soon as I got in my car to drive there, this blue eye teenage boy drove by me in his white Ford Mustang, he made a u-turn and drove by again.  Strange!   When I got to the library, there were of course a few female rodents saying the usual disturbing things around me.  The short blonde hair middle age librarian woman even had the need to tell someone on the phone about the nasty weather outside. It was not that bad outside.

 Naturally, there was an overweight glasses wearing  brunette/dark hair woman who loudly said she was going to have  a good Christmas because she has a family and walked out  a  few minutes after I got there??   Same old boring psychotic morons following me around?  For a woman that has a loving family, she sure seems to have a lot of issues and void in her life.  People that have rich happy family life certainly don’t have the need to follow strangers around, saying things only mentally disturbed/insecure people will say.  Let’s just say, I pity the people stuck with this woman as their family member, stabbing myself in the eyes will give me better pleasure than  getting stuck with any white person I encountered since my arrival in Nebraska.  Of Course, this is not just a white thing; Black, Hispanics, and Asians have exhibited the same disturbing behavior. 

I got a phone call from a dark hair woman from some staffing agency called Professional Source in Omaha on Friday right before my grocery shopping.  I knew this woman was connected to the strangers/recruiters who normally contact me every Wednesday about a phony job because they think this very cruel, insulting, and distressing behavior is somewhat funny.  It is definitely not funny to be constantly harassed and insulted by these nitwits.  The woman had e-mailed me on Wednesday asking for the best time to call.  She told me she had some accounting job paying the minimum wage/slave salary. The accounting job did not require a Bachelors’ degree and everyone working in the accounting department of her client did not have college degrees.

 This genius also told me that being an accountant was a lot different form doing accounting work.  I don’t know if this woman had nothing better to do like most recruiters who call me for the same stupid reasons or was just trying to tell me anyone can be an accountant?  I really don’t know, but my resume clearly shows I have a Bachelor in Accounting and also have a Masters in Business Administrations, so  why this woman felt like insulting me about  a minimum wage job  requiring  only high school diploma is beyond me.

 I told the woman that I was trying to avoid working with the usual idiots that I have worked with in the past for my own health and well being, I also mentioned that I expect a level of professionalism from co-workers and that it did not matter if people were college educated or uneducated, my encounter with most people in Nebraska has been something out of a Jim Carrey movie; just nothing, but mindless stupidity and inanity.  The woman responded to my e-mail saying good luck with my job search.

Predictably, like all my private conversations since 2011, there was going to be abusive coincidences and responses when I got to GrayBeal Grocery store located in West Point, NE.  On my way to the store, there was a dark hair teenage boy in a white truck saying she is nasty; another dark hair teenage boy in a red truck also said she is ugly; and there was also an old man in a red truck parked beside me who obnoxiously coughed/cleared his throat?? 

While there were some normal patrons, but a few of these abusively deranged white people were back to their old ways.  There were  few racist/nasty very old white women saying/doing the same disturbing things around me and another old woman unnecessarily cleared her throat while chuckling to herself as if this abusive behavior is funny?  There were two groups of people who felt the need to tell their funny jokes as I walked around in the aisle they were.  There was also two men dressed in suits; one was a young blue eye blonde and the other one was an older dark hair guy.   The young blonde man said those familiar verbal abuses to a dark hair female worker as I pass by them.   There were a few blue eye/blonde hair young males who were well behaved.  There was a man on the loud store radio responding to something I had said about government jobs to the recruiter earlier. I know, very bizarre!

Of course, as I checked out my grocery with the long blonde hair teenage cashier, there was a customer in front of me who coincidentally was looking for work and had a tough time finding a job. The blonde girl offered sympathy to the woman.  While checking out my grocery, the blonde girl told me about some cash drawing they were having and Of course, I declined the offer/ raffles.   The last thing I want is charity from abusive racist white people.  The girl also strangely said Good Luck as I left and of course, one of the workers whispered she is ugly as I left the building?

Why was this girl saying good luck, was she repeating what the equally deranged recruiter had said earlier in her e-mail, was she talking to herself, or was she referring to something else?  Were those men wearing suits an attempt to  show me what professional people act like or to show me  educated people are also ill-behaved; but wearing a suit does not make you a professional?   Why will someone go to such an abusive length to show me something I already know, this is a question I have been asking myself every time I go out for the last few years.  Yes,  I should  stop going to a store that offers such a horrible service; after all, this is America  and that kind of behavior is unacceptable from a  grocery store you pay your  hard earned cash too or from complete strangers, but that knowledge seem to elude a  lot of people in Nebraska.  Plus, my stalkers follow me everywhere!  My grocery shopping at this horrible store is definitely numbered.  Of course, this behavior started in NY, where my private conversations are turned into some abusive coincidence, pointless drama, or an instrument of attack.  However, it has gotten a lot worse since moving to Nebraska.    

Not really sure what kind of  crack the white people from around here are smoking; why can’t they realize it is psychotic to follow a  woman you don’t know around harassing them! Only white trashes act like this!  It does not matter if they are tall, short, blonde hair, dark hair, brunette,  blue eye,  green eye, hazel/ brown eye, old, young, female, male,  educated, not educated,  blue collar, white collar, or anything in between; the fact is my experience with  white people in Nebraska has been filled with nothing but abuse, insult, lack of intelligence, and extreme stupidity. I am constantly scratching my head trying to figure out why anyone will do such things or say such things to a complete stranger. I DO NOT LIKE these people as I have nothing in common with them, but they just can’t seem to get that. I have been in America for over twenty years and have never seen white people who behave like this; the most moronic white people are definitely from around here.  And YES, this behavior is connected to law enforcement and church people.  Not really sure if they are suffering from low IQ, extreme stupidity, or just mental instability; their behavior is ever senseless, idiotic, and just plain distressing.  Yes, this behavior started in NY, but no one can force you to be stupid or evil without your consent.

In America, there are laws which protect people from strangers following you around making life miserable.  My stalkers predictably sends women, Indians, Hispanics, or even Blacks to show even more abusive behaviors anytime I complain.   While these women are undoubtedly equally as abusive as the men sending them, but they are also unquestionably related to my psychotic stalkers. It is the perfect picture of the abused and the abuser.   They deserve each other!   These abused women obviously do not know how a woman should be treated.  No respectable woman would think it is okay to constantly violate the privacy of someone you don’t know by following them around everywhere harassing them. The abused have become the abusers.   I just wish they would not bring their psychosis/messed up lives into my world.   These abusive white women are from families who breeds and raises equally abusive men/women. If these people will just stick to their own kind and realize I do not put up with abuse!  These abusive kinds deserve each other and do not deserve to be around great humans like me.   If these brainless morons will just get that and leave me alone!

 An Indian man responded to my last post that this sick psychotic behavior is what makes life interesting?  How is an abusive stranger following you around with insults and creating a very unhealthy environment everywhere you go make life interesting?  No, that does not make life interesting; it makes it unbearable and Un-American.   It will take a desperate low self esteem individual who craves for sadistic love from abusive people to tolerate this sick behavior.  Prior to 2011, I went to Wal-Mart, Target, the mall, and Stop & Shop every weekend without any of these abusive behaviors present.  I was able to travel, go shopping, and roam around without fear of harassment.  This is a new phenomenon created by my abusive stalkers.  How is almost turning me to someone claustrophobic or afraid to go out and interact with people make life interesting?  These behaviors make life miserable and uninteresting.  Maybe the Indian man was just hearing what he wanted to hear instead of what I am actually trying to convey with my blog like most of my past readers/eaves droppers.    That may be acceptable in India, but this is America and I certainly do not have to put up with this behavior.

Apart from  my town inbred small town maintenance workers and the little library incident; my home life is just happy and awesome.  It was very peaceful in my small town this weekend and things are just fantastic! The creepy black car is still on a sabbatical, thank goodness!   I will definitely recommend buying a home in a nice small town to anyone looking for a nice change from a city life.  Of course, you may want a small town filled with well behaved, non-intrusive, and intelligent peopleJ

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Not loving my neighbors, Demonic children, Catholics, Unwanted people, Abusive Coincidences, and Bad businesses. My Bizarre Experiences with Churches and Law Enforcement People PT. 15

I should share the disturbing experience I encountered at State Farmer’s Bank in my small town last week.  I went in there to start an account and as I was speaking to one of the tellers, an overweight glasses wearing blonde woman interrupted my conversation, asking me to repeat what I just said.  (An obnoxious/insulting habit with a lot of my stalkers, asking me to enunciate words?)  This may also just be an attempt to make me think it is church people behind my problems since after telling a Bellevue cop that people send fat women with glasses to harass me, the problem just quadrupled.  Anyway, the blonde woman asked me to come into her office; she then went on to tell me the difference between a savings and checking account.  I specifically inquired about a savings account, but she discouragingly told me there was very little interest/benefit to a savings account unless you have  a large amount of money, plus you get bank charge fee for going below a certain amount, so I told the woman that it sounded cheaper for me to open  a checking account based on her explanation, she readily agreed with my decision.  A few minutes afterward, she mentioned she had given me someone ones else’s account number? 

She said she was going to go out for a minute to finish the transaction and I said thank you!  As soon as she left the room, the very quiet bank now had numerous people  in the back offices saying  the word “thank you” loudly and randomly?  (Another obnoxious habit  where people try to show me they are not repeating what I was saying, but just saying a common phrase), but why will a very quiet bank that had no visitor all of a sudden have all their employees saying thank you randomly and loudly right after I just said it?) This is another moronic and flawed logic from my abusively demented stalkers.   After a few more conversations which sounded like some of those abusive words that are common EVERYWHERE I go, the blonde woman eventually came back.  She printed out the documents and told me to sign the papers for a savings account?  I responded that we just had a long discussion on why a checking account was a better option, but she apparently had amnesia/dementia since she only recalled me asking for a savings account. The woman also exhibited discourteously familiar behaviors like all business places I patronize since my arrival in Nebraska.  Was this another attempt by my abusive stalkers to control where I bank; or to show me someone that is abusively attacking my impeccable memory; or was these  intrusive strangers  familiarly testing  my temperament/character; or was this one of the numerous blonde women they send to harass me?  (They also send a lot of dark hair women)    Needless to say, the next time I step foot in that bank will be to close the new account.

Remember that old/unappealing married dude that helped me with cutting trees?  The married man with three adult children works for my small town and is Catholic.  This is the same guy that they usually repeat the conversations I have with him on TV. I know!  But it is the disturbing bizarre truth!    This guy sent me a text last Tuesday telling me about how he saw a car that looked like mine while he was in Omaha, but realized the car was not mine because it was missing all those stickers I have on my car.   I am only polite to this old dude in spite of his disturbing behavior because I may need his help in cutting my trees again. 

The guy said something in his text about Mary Kay and how I should paint my car pink.  I told him that pink was too girly; and preferred much fascinating colors if I was going to paint my car. I was uncommonly watching TV that night and a few minutes after his text message, a Victoria Secret commercial came on advertising the sale of pink bras the next  day? I usually don’t watch TV in the morning, but I had turned on my TV for a quick weather update the next day and I noticed   someone mentioning Mary Kay on one of those retarded morning shows.  I didn't really see the entire show to see the relevance of Mary Kay, but that was probably another creepy consistent coincidence, right?  At least they decided to repeat what the guy said instead of what I said this time.

The same guy just knocked on my door a few minutes ago to have one of those pointless conversations about maintenance work they need to do around my house.  Of course, while he was talking, there were numerous people/children passing by. Most of these people were normal.  A brunette/dark hair woman wearing glasses with children exhibiting the same deranged behaviors also passed in front of my house.  (Just the little boy holding a dog with this woman said something disturbing, the rest of the kids were normal) There was also a guy on the maintenance man’s radio who uttered a disturbing rhetoric.  Was this town worker trying to show me in a most abusive way the difference between crazies and non-crazies or this was just another coincidence?   I will definitely be reducing my communication to a ‘need to” with this abusive man.

 I had bad experiences in Times Square Church and Hillsong Church; and those experiences are unquestionably related.  I still firmly believe the root of a lot of my problems can be traced to Times  Square Church, but I have noticed a few disturbing things with Catholics in recent years.   I don’t know too many Catholics, but I have been extensively abused by them since getting to Nebraska.  Of course, this could just be another attempt to make me think it is First Data people that are still following me around making my life miserable.  For one, the people I worked with at First Data were Catholics.  My Irish sister in law who also coincidentally happen to do same thing I do every weekend is catholic.  Plus, all my e-mail conversation with her was used to attack me or create the same creepy coincidences by complete strangers as I mentioned in my earlier post.   My brother converted to Catholicism after meeting this girl and exhibited the same abusive behaviors as some of my stalkers, like trying to make feel bad about being single during this period.  (By the way, I am happily single and intend to remain that way FOREVER!)

 I also had a Polish catholic woman once came up to me while getting a pedicure at a nail store in my old Long Island neighborhood, the woman strangely said very discouraging things about marriage/love and also wondered if I would be into in an arranged marriage where the marriage was not necessarily based on love, but a business transaction??  It was a very strange/insulting assumption from a complete stranger!  This was while I was attending Hillsong.

I visited a catholic church once in my mother’s Long Island neighborhood where the “blue eye” male usher was un-Christianly abusive/disrespectful. A blonde blue eye guy also clearing his throat came up to me after the service in front of the church and gave me a wrong direction when I asked about a particular church located in the same neighborhood that I wanted to visit. You probably recall me telling you about pretty biracial teenage girls that came out of the same church  while I was strolling and called me ugly. 

While in San José, California, I also visited a Catholic church where some Asian women also called me ugly and exhibited really antagonistic behavior. The Mexican lady I roomed with in San Jose was also Catholic.  I don’t  know the bible these Christians read; but jealousy, unnecessary competition, worldliness, carnality,  keeping up with  the Jones, materialism, perversion,  decadent view of success, and provoking  people to anger is definitely not part of the Christian doctrine, Jesus would not approve of such behavior. These people are following a most shady Christian doctrine.   If there was a God, he is unquestionably not in churches. 

Churches should really think about closing their doors if their congregants are not different from the rest of the world, your religion is a useless tradition, and people may as well spend their Sundays doing better things than going to church. I wasted thirteen years of my life in churches hanging around a most fraudulent people.   Before those predictably twisted religious folks decide to respond to my blog,  I will save you the time by telling you that No one is perfect and your perfection is found in Christ, but at the same time, good Christians don’t go out of their ways to make others unhappy, or give people burdens they are not willing to carry like Pharisees, or put stumbling stones/blocks in front of  their brethren, or keep slapping your fellow Christians on the cheek and asking them to turn the other cheek; that is just evil, abusive, and controlling; and the righteousness of God does not cover people who claim to be Christians, but continue to do evil and harm to others.   I am no longer a practicing Christian, but when I was, I knew I was not perfect, but strove for that perfection found in Christ everyday!  Imposing you views or beliefs on people is also something Jesus will frown on, he was a complete gentleman.  Practicing Christian or not, I undoubtedly do NOT have anything in common with Catholics, if they will just get this and leave me alone!  I will definitely be a happier person without their presence. 

I should mention that the Bellevue cop who came up to my door after the altercation with that blue eye abuser  also told me to turn the other cheek when these kids call me ugly.  I am guessing these cops slap the crap out of the women in their lives and just tell them to turn the other cheek?   That is a most abusive interpretation of the bible that favors bullies and domestic abusers. That scripture is not telling you to play God by slapping Christians on the cheek and expect them to turn the other cheek like an obedient idiot who tolerates abuse.  Probably the same reason I was pushed around on the street by people, then coincidentally get to TSC on  that same Tuesday night and the visiting Detroit pastor preaches about anger and how your personality is defined by what comes out of you when people pushes you? Probably just another abusive coincidence, right?  The problem with these morons is that  when they play God, the True God removes his presence!  It can be a most disastrous world when God decides to leave humans to their own device, so they  can see just how bad things can get when humans play God.  We can all then forget the mercy of Jesus and brace ourselves for the wrath of the God of the Old Testament.

I divert:)  my weekly grocery shopping was not terrible.  My past visit to the Lincoln Street market in West Point was usually met with a most psychotic behavior.  When I get out of my car, there will usually be people waiting around doing that loud witchy laugh. Of course, these people just happen to want to laugh out loud only in my vicinity and at every store I go too.  These people just so happen to tell really funny jokes triggering those maniacal laugh or say abusive words consistently around me at EVERY store!   It is all just one big consistent coincidence that has nothing to do with me. Definitely an abusive moronically flawed logic!

During my shopping, there were a few senior citizens around who were refreshingly normal and pleasant.  However, as I entered the store, I went to the first aisle I normally visit to pick up my weekly fresh produce; and of course, there was a Hispanic woman with two children waiting there for me.   I could feel the three strangers staring at me, but I ignored them, the woman said something in Spanish to the little girl; now the demented demon possessed girl started stomping her boot in front of me to get my attention.  She kept staring at me antagonistically and stomping her boot on the floor?  Then two Hispanic men came into the same aisle and said something in Spanish while exhibiting familiar behaviors.  I eventually left the aisle without getting my grapes and strawberry just to get away from these crazies.

 I don’t even think I ever had a Hispanic friend apart from coworkers that I had nothing in common with, but felt I needed to be friendly with because that was part of the office politics.  I never had any kind of relationship with a Hispanic person, so why will they be following me around and harassing me everywhere I go.  I had some mental Hispanic neighbors in the past who all exhibited the same presumptuous and demented behavior.    I don’t know these people and unquestionably do not have anything in common with them.

 I undoubtedly don't like them.   I have never seen a group who can’t seem to comprehend that their presence is unwanted.  It is the same deranged presumptuous behaviors from Hispanics in church, at work, and everywhere I go.  Since the same behavior transcends state borders, different neighborhoods/jobs, and stores; I am concluding that this is somewhat connected to a law enforcement person.  If you read some of my past post, you will agree that my conclusion/suspicion is valid. 

Regardless of their race, I just don’t understand the perverse mind of my stalkers.  It is disturbing that they don’t realize it is sick to follow someone you don’t know around and harass them.  Their issues are so deep, so wide, so long, and so broad; that not even Sigmund Freud could help them.  How are you different from a rapist if you constantly prey on a complete stranger that does not appreciate your presence in their life? There has to be a way to legally eliminate these groups of people from my life. 

Also, as I was checking out my grocery, an obnoxiously loud woman was checking out next to me, the woman coincidentally had a maniacal laugh and exhibited the same disturbing behavior. An abusive deranged woman just happens to be around every week no matter where I shop or works for the store that am shopping at?  A bizarre coincidence indeed!

Remember that old quiet neighbor who I mentioned lives across me and has exhibited some controlling behavior. Well, I got back from my grocery shopping and his adult glasses wearing children were waiting outside his house, there were talking to some repulsive looking bald man who also exhibited that familiar abusive rhetoric and behavior.  As soon as I went into my house, this group of people got back in their cars and left.   Another coincidentally abusive neighbor?

After cooking this weekend, I went to dump my garbage and check my mail as I normally do. As soon as I came out, there was a group of children across me who were playing on a trampoline that was directly across my back door entrance.  As I came out, the children were screaming and showed familiar disturbingly abusive behaviors.  Of course, these were just innocent little children playing outside and love screaming anytime they see me.  After all, all children scream and say abusive things while playing in their backyards; it probably has nothing to do with me, right?  But it was the same children that came out screaming after my encounter with the trooper that I posted about   two weeks ago.  Coincidentally, I caught something on the news briefly about a Well Fargo’s Bank event for children that night where they also had a group of children screaming.  This event also had some cops there.  I only caught a few seconds of the news show since I don’t watch TV unless I really need too.  Probably just another coincidence, right?   Not having children is definitely not going to be one of my regrets in life.

I should mention something quickly about an incident with Omaha cops while I was living at that horrible Richland park apartment in Omaha.  I had returned from Best Buy in West Omaha one night after encountering a most disturbing abusive behavior from the employees of this store.  As I drove to the front of my apartment, I noticed a few Omaha cop cars, some of them were on the phone, and it honestly just looked like another ignorable pointless cop drama.    As I came up to my building, there was this  very dark skin  bald Omaha cop parked in front of my building; and as I walked inside,  the bald black cop said she is ugly?  Yep, he said that, but that crazy bald black Omaha cop was probably just talking to himself and am sure a dark skin cop parked in front of my building when there is no crime going on has nothing to do with me?  Probably just another coincidence! 

It is also a coincidence that young black teenagers call me ugly anytime I go to the beauty supply store in Omaha, or that they strategically have very dark skin Wal-Mart employees harassing me and exhibiting disturbing behaviors anytime I go  to the 72nd street Wal-Mart in Omaha, or they have dark skin people calling me ugly anytime I go to stores in Omaha. Probably just one big foul smelling coincidence or just these evil abusive Nazi cops trying to control my life? 

 If it was up to my stalkers, (Christians or cops), I will be locked up in a basement like a prisoner and will never be allowed to go anywhere. Does anyone out there coincidentally know a good lawyer?

I should also mention that I got my ConAgra Job thru Manpower.  This is the employment agency that apparently shared my salary information with my abusive Bellevue neighbors and Asian ladies at Nail salons.  As if it was not bad enough to be disrespected by these nail salon employees, I also once had a similar disturbing conversation with one of Manpower male employees who was just extremely abusive and unprofessional.  After I had stopped working with Manpower, there had a few recruiters calling me about the most ridiculous job offers.  A recruiter from Manpower once called me while shopping   at the Lincoln Street market on a Friday about a job that was starting three days later?   She later called me for a phone interview for an accounting job that was obviously not valid since a job starting that soon was probably filled already, plus I had been called about the same job from Indian recruiters in the past.  Of course, the phone interview was filled with familiar creepy coincidences.  Another sick joke from complete strangers and unwanted friends?

I will end on a positive note, apart from that evil/abusive glasses wearing town maintenance catholic worker, things are just brilliantly and awesomely peaceful in my small town.  It is great when there are no deranged people in your life to make you miserable; at least I can be happy when am home when there is no one around me to oppress me. Of course, things can get a lot better and am looking forward to the day I can roam freely again like I live in America.     I “think” am beginning to get the privacy afforded to most dignified humans. I still have no privacy with my online activity; in fact, I just got a message a second ago on my blog that someone logged out of my account on another computer??  I only use one computer, so there is something fishy still going on.   During this weekend, there was no creepy black car waiting in front of my house or someone watching my bathroom activity in the middle of the night.  Is this the end of this sick behavior?   I highly doubt that based on the psychotic nature of my stalkers.  I will let you know more of my adventures with the crazies in my next post. 

Monday, December 1, 2014

PREDICTABLY ABUSIVE COINCIDENCES? ((My Bizarre Experiences with Churches and Law Enforcement People Part 14)

I paid a little visit to the Nebraska Department of Labor  located in Columbus last week to have a little pow wow about finding jobs in the “Good Life” state.  On my way to this little office, there were two seemingly racist grandma type people exhibiting that familiar abusive behavior.  An old glasses wearing blue eye man in the same building within close proximity was strangely oblivious to where the government office was located.   Predictably, the women in this little labor office exhibited proverbial behaviors using those common disturbing words.

I was running a little late for the meeting and quickly grabbed a front seat next to an overweight  well behaved blue eye man at the far end of the training room.  A Hispanic midget was also expectedly sitting in the front on my far right side; he obnoxiously/ gratuitously cleared his throat every five seconds throughout the superfluous career training.  Of course, there were other dollar tree type workers who were also coughing and clearing their throats, but none was disturbing as the Hispanic midget.  The glasses wearing labor coordinator who taught the class also felt the need to cough/clear her throat before talking; she highlighted the importance of having friends to get a job??  Ironically, the woman did not have any useful information in helping me acquire a job, but was eager to refer me to a sales job.  A familiar obnoxious habit from the bullies I worked with at ConAgra??  Was this another coincidence; an attempt by the cop I blogged about in my previous post to show me a more infuriating throat clearer;  the usual moronic tactic to make me think the abusers from First Data or ConAgra are present everywhere; or just the series of abusive behaviors from stalkers following me around in recent years?

After leaving this employment office, I went to a Dollar Tree store where there was another Hispanic midget doing the psychotic laugh with one of the employees.  There was also one disrespectful teenage worker who cleared her throat and said she has issues an aisle from where I was standing. Was this deranged young chubby dark hair /Hispanic girl talking to herself or just another coincidentally abusive behavior from relentless bullies who does not know when to quit; or just another attempt by illogical/controlling/abusive people to get me to stop shopping at a money saving store?

I went to  Wal-Mart afterwards and there were of course  another two racist grandma type women saying disturbing things around me.  Another young dark hair demented young female adult also cleared her throat and whispered a familiar verbal abuse.   A male worker repeated what I mentioned the cop said to me in my last blog post and also whispered a familiar abusive verbiage.  The normal efficient self check out Wal-Mart systems was not working properly and the glasses wearing worker had to intervene my check out every five minutes. Plus, the girl next to my machine whispered to the worker she is nasty. Was this another coincidence or an attempt to devalue my appreciation of self check out which I mentioned in my last post?

My weekly weekend shopping at Gray Beal/Lincoln Market Grocery store in WestPoint is usually filled with abusive workers/patrons, but was a tiny better this week. The only reason I still go to these stores is because I am trying to save money on gas since they are close to my house.  Of course, inside the store/next to the carts, there was this tall repugnant glasses wearing man with an equally unappealing old glasses wearing woman who exhibited the same abusive behavior as I passed by them.   I also noticed one or two crazies’ driving around me during this weekend trip to the grocery store.  Most of these people had Omaha license plates; for someone to drive that far just to make someone else unhappy is the pure definition of psychosis.  These people are true menace to society.

I should mention that while living in Omaha, I once went to see a house in a Hispanic neighborhood. There were one or two deranged Hispanic female teenagers doing familiar disturbing things.  Why someone thinks it is flattering to compare me to teenagers is puzzling to me.  I find it generally insulting/ destabilizing to be compared to anyone.  (Old, young, fat, or skinny)  It is  even more insulting when abusive strangers you have nothing in common with make your life miserable by bringing their craziness into your happy/normal world. 

On my way back from this trip, my navigator kept misleading me in a particular Omaha neighborhood, but eventually, I was directed to a major street, but as I came up on this main road, there was an Omaha cop car strategically waiting at the junction, the cops in the car were not looking at me, but the tall dark hair/brunette cop driving the car said she is ugly while his short dark hair partner leaned back on his seat without saying anything.  Some of these abusive behaviors are unquestionably connected to cops.

My weekend was peaceful, but a few people forgot to take their medications in my small town.  I usually open my kitchen window on Saturdays while cooking.  In the past, I noticed very disturbing behaviors from people. There was one time that this tall Hispanic guy drove by in a bright color Chevy Camaro type looking car and a few minutes later, a blue eye guy will drive by in the same car giving me a look of disgust/contempt. The blue eye stranger would look at me as if I repulsed him and he was going to throw up??    Now, why would someone go to such lengths to insult someone they don’t know or make someone else unhappy? My answers will be:  Psychosis, insecurity, mental instability, dementia, abusive personality, potential domestic abuser, immaturity, stupidity, low IQ, and the list go on. Does this actually work on any woman?  She must be brainless with really low self esteem to fall for these kinds of abusive men.

A few people in town also showed another form of instability. As soon as I opened my window, a   young couple with a few dogs walked in front of my house/window. The girl was wearing a similar outfit like mine, but in different color. She exhibited a subtle questionable behavior. Before opening my window, a group of children were in front of my bathroom window; a little blonde girl wearing glasses yelled she is ugly and displayed that familiar antagonistic/bully behavior?  Some of the children were also wearing the color I was wearing; this was before opening my window.  Of course, this could just be another coincidence.  There were two deranged Mexican looking girls among these children who have exhibited some really bizarre behaviors in front of my house in the past. One of the girls once came in front of my house while I was painting; she kicked off her high heels, throwing a tantrum to get my attention.  There was another time that these two Hispanic looking girls were walking home with this cute blue eye young boy; he yelled she is ugly while the Mexican looking girls were quiet/smiling.  It is so disturbing to see children do such evil things. The apple definitely does not fall too far from the tree in Nebraska and with most of my stalkers.  Any little love I had for children had unquestionably been wiped out by these anti-Christ people.

There were also two really scrawny blonde women with children who paraded in front of my window, but my music was too loud to hear what they were saying. When I went to get my mails, another distastefully moronic Hispanic man drove by waving at me. Also, a neighbor who is normally well behaved that I mentioned to the evil bearded plumber now exhibited that familiar deranged behaviors.  There was also a repulsive blue eye bald man in front of their house who whispered she is ugly as I passed by.   I told the plumber that this neighbor was the only one in my vicinity that was well behaved; perhaps this was another attempt to show me someone more evil than these plumbers? 

After mentioning to this same plumber that people clear their throats around me to be obnoxious; I went shopping the following weekend at West point and noticed a few women following me around clearing their throats.  Another coincidence?  Disturbingly, I have noticed these behavior patterns from the crazy Christians, demented plumbers/ maintenance people, and equally abusive cops. Of course, it could just be another attempt to make me think the plumbers are the ones stalking me. However, since the behavior is present everywhere I go, I can probably conclude the cops are the ones with the authority to get complete strangers to exhibit such abusive behaviors.  However, like I said before, no one can get you to be evil unless you are innately evil.  I can’t imagine calling a complete stranger nasty, ugly, or doing some of the things people I don’t know constantly do to me.  These are just a group of unbalanced, unintelligent, and abnormal people.   Plus, if these cops are not part of the solution, they are unquestionably a huge part of the problem.  

  Can someone please buy these people some self esteem or get them a good psychiatrist?  I have never seen a group who just can't seem to get they are unwanted in my life. A shrink will definitely have no problem finding clients around here.  I don’t like these people or care for their presence in any way!  Everything and anything they do is senseless, distressing, and undesirable. Like I mentioned before, I may not be perfect, but I don’t go out of my way to make someone else unhappy.  I am too confident, sane, intelligent, secure, happy, complete, content, and occupied with better things to do such sick things.  

There has to be a law in America protecting innocent people from these kinds of abusive behaviors from uninvited strangers/predators.  Who in their right mind would invite these kinds of people into their happy world/life?  Only someone who loves to be abused!  I may just be a black girl like someone said at First Data, but this black girl does not tolerate abusive Whites, Hispanics, or Blacks in my world.

 On a positive note, the black car was not present this weekend and there was no one doing anything creepy while I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night.   However, I doubt this is the end of my encounter with the creepy black car or the culprits behind this demented behavior.  I will let you know if any other disturbing behaviors emerge or continue. Of course, there are still numerous glasses wearing unappealing people showing that familiar disturbing patterns in some  of the business places I visited in my small little town today, but I will undoubtedly be taking my business else where if the behavior continues. Most people in my small town are still a breath of fresh air compared to the crazies I have dealt with since moving to Nebraska or my mother’s Long Island neighborhood. Things are getting better and better!!!  I am definitely getting more privacy and peace at home.  There are a few decent people around here who seem to be getting the message. 


Monday, November 24, 2014

GROCERY SHOPPING, EVIL COPS, CREEPY NEIGHBORS, & UNDESIRABLE FRIENDS! ((My Bizarre Experiences with Churches and Law Enforcement People Part 13)

Traveling back from Omaha on Route 91 last week, I noticed a blue and red police light flashing behind me, I was surprised and almost swayed off the road.  Now, what in the world did this cop want?  The Hispanic looking trooper in the car behind me said something like “Pull over Ma’am.  I eventually pulled over at the corner of the street leading to my town.  The guy was not Hispanic as I thought, he was a dark hair/brunette man.   The very old unappealing middle age cop asked if I knew why he pulled me over.   I replied that I was not speeding and he responded that it was about my expired plates, which I had already gotten a ticket for the week before in Omaha. I told him that I have not had a chance to renew my plates, but was going to do it ASAP. 

The cop who seemed amused for reasons unknown to me said he was going to issue some kind of warning and after I was done with the required things,  I should have a cop sign the form and then mail it back?    I told him that I did not like cops because of my exceptionally bad experience with them.  The cop randomly mentioned that he had kids who liked him; he also asked if I wanted to come into his car as it will be more convenient? Of course, I declined and gave him the needed information.  While I was waiting for the trooper to write up the warning, as if the stench of the numerous cows in front of me was not bad enough, I had two women behaving in that familiar antagonistic manner drive by; and as the trooper walked towards my vehicle, he obnoxiously cleared his throat.  It was upsetting to still be under the radar of these horrible people.   As I parked in front of my house, a short dark hair/brunette woman also passed by me saying I was nasty.  Two little children subsequently came out of the house across also screaming obnoxiously!

 I quickly went to Freemont the next day to renew my plates since I just could not stand to be pulled over by another distastefully irritating cop.  Like most abusive bullies, they seem like a group of insensitive people who are bent on continually causing distress regardless of the discomfort caused to their  victims.  They will probably try to show me someone else that is more awful than the behaviors I just described,

  Predictably, I may encounter Hispanic/Indians/my neighbors clearing their throats, laughing psychotically, or shouting verbal abuse; or numerous  women who resembles some of these cops clearing their throats, calling me ugly/nasty,  or saying I have issues.  Anytime I say something about these cops in my previous apartments/online, I am usually sent other groups to show even greater abusive behaviors; perhaps in an attempt to show me they are better people than the tyrants they are sending to abuse me or just to shut me up.

 The person who will rather make other people look bad than take responsibility for their actions is usually the most evil of all.  It is obvious  the distressing behaviors I encountered in the last few years are connected to cops   since these evil behaviors was only taken to even more unconscionable level after I filed a police report.  In the nature of bullies, they simply continued to do the very thing I told them I found upsetting.

 On my way to the DMV, an old fat blonde man said something like she is ugly to get my attention. At the DMV, there was a female patron next to me who said the word ugly and I think the same patron whispered she is nasty as I walked out of the DMV.  I decided to go to Hy-Vee for my weekend shopping since it was the only grocery store in Freemont that I had not suffered abuse in the hands of the employees.  While the young blue eye workers were exceptionally helpful and polite, there were two old female blonde workers who exhibited familiar abusive/disrespectful behaviors.  There were probably one or two patrons out of the numerous ones I encountered who also exhibited that familiar deranged behaviors.  

While my general experience at this Hy-Vee was pretty good compared to other grocery stores since my arrival in Nebraska, but a disrespectful behavior from one employee is still unacceptable! Plus, Hy-Vee has to be the most expensive grocery store ever!   I spent almost twice what I normally spend and am unquestionably not in a financial position to be keeping up with the Jones.  Even if I was financially well off, I am not one of those irresponsible people who spend money they don’t have,  unreasonably compete with others, or  cares what people thinks. The behaviors of the young workers at Freemont Hy-Vee was commendable compared to others, but going to that store every week will make most people broke, why spend that much money when you can get the same thing for less somewhere else?  Plus, I miss the liberty of hassle free self check out!

There was a woman loudly talking about her monkey who looks like a cat beside me as I checked out at the Hy-Vee store?  And of course, these glasses wearing women were parked across my car when I got out. There was another woman who purposely parked beside my car  who seemed to exhibit the same demented behavior, However,  my trip to Freemont was still much better than my previous experience, most people were refreshingly normal or are at least are beginning to take their medications.   

I should mention that when I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night this weekend, I specifically turned on my light to see if the creepy black car would be there; while there was no car, but there was a squeaky sound as I entered my bedroom. The same person making the squeaky sound seemed to turn on their car and drive away; the noise was coming from the houses beside me.  Less creepy, but still very strange that someone may be watching my bathroom activity in the middle of the night?  I am going back to using my flashlight and will let you know if the creepiness subsides.    

Remember that abusive blue eye neighbor who moved below me in my Omaha apartment?  I forgot to tell you that this guy also smoked ALL THE TIME.  The smoking was so bad that it was making sick. He would smoke directly below me as I was taking a shower, waking up in the morning, or doing my exercise at night, it was the most uncomfortable thing ever!   I almost developed a lung disease because of this; I could barely breathe in my own home. Coincidentally, I have been surrounded by abusive smokers since my move to Nebraska It really started with neighbors in my Long Island apartment and of course, after that hell bound skinny pants wearing Hillsong pastor mentioned in church how it was easy for him to quit smoking and how it  is not easy for some Christians? 

Things keep getting better in my small town though, there are one or two strange happenstances, but in general, it feels great to have some privacy and serenity at home. Having people in your life is so over rated.   It may just be my happiest thanksgiving ever!


Wednesday, November 19, 2014

IS CHANGE POSSIBLE IN A SMALL TOWN? ((My Bizarre Experiences with Churches and Law Enforcement People Part 12)

I knew buying a house was not really going to solve all my problems, but I thought it would at least solve the privacy issues.  However, it looked liked my unwanted past was still desperately holding on to me in my first few months in this new small town.  I needed to fix a few things at the house before moving in. I had put some craigslist ad to see if I could get a handy man to help me.  The one guy who was willing to do it lived in the same town; he told me about his wife and how he had a college degree in construction, but kept clearing his throat. Needless to say, I did not want his service.  There was another guy from Freemont who decided he could not help last minute.  There was someone else who confused the town to a street in Omaha. I got a pointless call from this same guy while shopping at an Omaha Lowes; he started clearing his throat, then another woman called me from his number who exhibited the same behaviors from First Data.  Then they had one or two people come into Lowes exhibiting the same behaviors.  This was another distressing tactic to make me think people from First data were still stalking me anytime I went to West Omaha.  I don’t know if my stalkers are stupid to think that I will actually believe that or just generally brainless in their strategy to get me to move out of Nebraska. The freedom to shop wherever I please was again taken away from me.

 I got an interview from West Corporation, a company that has been part of the distressing behaviors since I got to Nebraska, but I never turn down an interview.  At the first Interview, one of the girls from the apartment management office drove by.  The very long interview featured a middle age director from Oklahoma and a manager from Bellevue with relatives in South Dakota. Probably an attempt to make me think the interview was connected to the apartment complexes in Bellevue and Omaha.  The Oklahoma director even obnoxiously cleared his throat every two seconds like the demented people from First Data. The guy indirectly referred to some of my comments on a linked group discussion in an attempt to make me think he was really interested in my hobbies and trying to help me get a job. He said he hoped I appreciate what he was trying to do for me. I suspected he was connected to my past oppressors and even told him he reminded me of some of the people that I had dealt with in Nebraska and did not say it in a complimentary way.  The interview went on for over two hours as the man went on and on to make me think he was interested in hiring me. 

I made a quick trip to my new house before this interview, but I could not get into town due to flooding.  A small blue eye trooper who was directing traffic had a tall construction worker obnoxiously clearing his throat give me directions. I eventually gave up and went back to Omaha since I couldn’t find a way to get into town, but was able to get to the interview early.

I moved to my small town the following week after the first interview.  I had called the local plumbing company and noticed the old fat plumber exhibiting the same familiar behavior and even whispered she is ugly as he was talking to a younger worker. There was a third bearded plumber with them who was exceptionally friendly, but I saw thru his façade and saw a side he was not revealing. The friendly bearded plumber talked  loudly with his co-workers about how lonely he gets, I am guessing this was another attempt to get me interested in a plumber; but who would be stupid enough to think I would be interested  in these abusive plumbers?  Probably also another tactic to make me think my cigarette smoking blue eye trashy Omaha neighbor was connected to this plumber. 

There was another blue eye town employee who came in with another glasses wearing town worker to turn on my water. Predictably, the blue eye town employee whispered she is ugly or something close to that.   These two men and the plumbers were also very discouraging about the house as if they did not want me buying the house, but it was a little late for that.  Yes, the house needed work, but it was not as bad as they painted it.

I got invited for a second interview at West Corporation. Perhaps in another endeavor to get me to go to this interview,  old blue eye men in the new town kept pulling up next to me, asking what I did for a living.  I ended up going on the second interview and just like the deceptive interview I had with the beauty school in Manhattan before leaving NY (where deranged Hispanic girls were following me afterwards), I met three more people that day who showed high interest in me and expressed their desperate need to fill the position ASAP.  They even showed me their facility, introducing me to EVERYONE in their department, and of course, I got a rejection letter a few days later.  Apart from the numerous throat clearing from people at the second interview,  there were also all the familiar paranoia inducing conversations where people talk about things pertaining to me indirectly around me.  

This cigarette smoking “blue eyes”   eighty year old man with  his middle age “blue eye” truck driver  son  helped me remove the old refrigerator in my house.  The old guy told me he used to cover for the cop who patrolled the small town; he would also visit me in this new house often in my first few weeks. He even helped me with my mower, showing me how it works properly.  He also helped me cut trees and did some yard work.  The old man was very helpful, so I had to be nice to him even though I knew he was sent by my stalkers.  Every conversation I had with the guy was repeated in exact format on David Letterman.  Bizarre! I know, but the crazy truth!.  It could also just be another attempt to create their illogical coincidences, cover for their past evil deeds, or just screw with my head for fun.  The old guy would also show the usually disrespectful behavior asking what I did for a living while talking about the prostitutes he visited while he was in the military or say preposterous things like people may think I am sleeping with him because I talk to him often.  Now, what kind of perverted mind would jump to such a sick conclusion?  Since when talking to someone means you are sleeping with them?  Even men in their forties repulsed me, who will conclude such a   disgusting thing about an eighty year old man, only a perverse degenerate! 

The old man will also show up at random times when I really could use some privacy.  He would talk about how he believed in making friends and acted like he was interested in me romantically, but he was just a silly  frail old man that no one would take seriously.  He would also refer to some of my comments  on LinkedIn  discussion group.  He also told me he lived in Bellevue, worked in Omaha, and use to work for an engineering company. 

 Initially, the old man and his family seemed nice, but they eventually displayed all the usual distressing behaviors; the laughing, name calling, and general psychosis.   He also told me he had a daughter who lived in Madison, but then afterward I would have a woman loudly talking about how she lives in Madison following me around in stores, exhibiting the usual distressing behaviors  as I did my grocery shopping. There would also have a truck which looks like the old man’s waiting in front of my house late at night, doing creepy things or making noise in the wee hour of the morning. Probably another attempt to make me think the old man was stalking me or to get me to think another blue eye people were interested in being friends, but then turn out to be just as evil as everyone else. This is a common mind game with my insecure pathetic psychopathic stalkers.

I ended up doing all the house handy work myself since someone managed to get everyone on craigslist to be insulting or unwilling to help.  I did the minor renovation and painting by myself.  While painting the house, I noticed the same old psychotic behaviors from most neighbors in my vicinity.  This old man living behind me would have one of those  really loud demented conversations that people have around me since my Omaha apartment.  However, he will say things like she is ugly or nasty.  His entire family also exhibited the same abusive behaviors; he had a daughter with a little boy who will often pass by my house whispering she is ugly; he had families that had houses close to mine; they would also come out while I am painting doing their maniacal laugh. The old guy who always reeked of alcohol or cigarette will also offer to help with my house work, but I obviously turned down the deranged help.   

 There was also a Hispanic couple with their two children who lived across this old man who exhibited the same psychotic behaviors. The woman will yell I was ugly at random times or when I come back from grocery shopping.  She exhibited familiar illogical/competitive behaviors I am acquainted with from these people. There will be two Hispanic men waiting on their yard calling me ugly as I paint.  The children would also scream she is ugly at random times or as I am about to enter my house.  There would also be two young blonde girls  who will pass as these Hispanic kids are playing, the girls will point at me , call me ugly, and laugh hysterically?  I know! Horrible behaviors from children!  Only in Nebraska! There was another really pretty blue eye blonde little girl who will often act like that psycho woman from First Data, she often walks in front of my house.

There was also a short young blue eye guy who will drive around on his motorcycle trying to get my attention during my first few days, but then later drove by with his blonde girlfriend  one Saturday calling me ugly. There was another glasses wearing dark hair/brunette woman with two blonde little girls, they will often pass by my house whispering she is ugly.

There is another quiet old man across who will have conversations with me that will be repeated by some stranger who calls me from LinkedIn discussion group. He will also constantly ask me what I did for a living and exhibit some of those controlling tactics of my stalkers. Also, while I am talking to this old guy, a couple may walk by calling me ugly or nasty.   I am not really sure if the couples are connected to the old guy, but they probably are.  They also sometimes will have a bald guy with his blonde wife call me ugly as I drive by them or they walk in front of my house.

I had jokingly mentioned tomatoes made me fertile in the privacy of my Omaha apartment and when I moved to the small town initially; that abusively demented cigarette smoking alcoholic neighbor would always give me tomatoes and other rotten products form his garden; the quiet old guy across would also offer me tomatoes; and there was another blue eye guy who drove a white truck who also offers me tomatoes, plus exhibited the same disturbing behaviors.  The bald town mail man would also offer me his garden products and sometimes exhibited the same distressing behaviors.

The blue eye guy with the white truck also had a young couple living close to him who will have those loud obscene fights using a lot of profanity and saying she is ugly as am painting my house.  This couple was five houses away, but I could hear them.

My next door neighbors also seemed connected to Omaha or at least they wanted me to think that.    I was worried about unloading my truck the first day I moved in and had mentioned this in my Omaha apartment knowing my eaves dropper were listening.  The blue eye wife who wore  the same outfit I was wearing came out to help me unload my truck.  She also initially exhibited some of the same familiar demented behaviors . I believe they wanted me to think she was connected to the deranged blonde woman from First Data since the girl was a golf teacher around the same vicinity First Data was located.  The psycho blonde woman from First Data was always talking about playing golf.  Her blue eye husband also initially showed the same disturbing behaviors.

There was a time I commented that I was happily single and was not looking for love on my LinkedIn discussion group.  The wife responded to my comments in that familiar way . She told me there were a few guys in town she wanted me to meet and was going to invite me for dinner.  This was the typical bullying infuriating behaviors from people around me where they would do the opposite of what I wanted just to be annoying.   These people are NOT my friends and I don’t care for their retarded/offensive sense of humor, but they do not seem to be getting that. There were other times her husband would have a guy over, who would call me ugly or respond to something I say on my LinkedIn discussion. 

The husband’s mother who is also blonde with blue eyes visited one time exhibiting the same disturbing behaviors.   After I told the older woman that I did not like noisy people or children,  two kids came  out of nowhere screaming, I believe one of them said she is ugly.  The woman also sounded racist.    She deliberately called me Tori and a woman called Tori just happened to post a question they knew I was going to answer on my LinkedIn group discussion the next day.  A peculiar coincidence?  

This woman’s son also share the same name as the one cop the town has.  The wife once told me about how dangerous it is getting in town and how some people were arrested by the town cop in front of her husband.  This may just be another attempt to remind me of the one cop they have in town.

After coming back from my weekend grocery shopping one of my first Fridays in my new town, I had noticed a cop car following me right after passing a gas station, but was not too concerned since that was norm since my move to Nebraska.  However, as I pulled up in front of my house, I noticed the cop park across me, and the big belly tall brunette/dark hair cop got out of his car. I asked if I was driving too fast since getting tickets was my only connection with cops, but the cop said he just wanted to introduce himself and said I should let him know if I ever need help with anything.  Apart from the insecurity he displayed in the form of frowning while telling me some local burglaries stories, I honestly thought he was just a friendly small town cop who says hi to all new residents.  I asked for his name as I would to any friendly stranger and said some exit pleasantries. 

After the cop left, another couple driving a black Chevy drove by, and the guy whispered she is ugly.   This was probably another idiotic attempt to show me the difference between a real cop and a pretense cop? But why will I need such an abusive and moronic act to show me something so obvious?  More importantly, was I five?  Why will I think someone driving a  black Chevy was a cop??  I don’t know the kind of brainless skanks these cops were used too, but their attempt to help always do more harm than good.  After this incident and when I was done unloading my grocery, I noticed the cop drove away as if he was waiting for me to go inside. 

As I drove to the town’s dump to get rid of my grass one evening, I noticed the cop talking to an old blue eye man driving a cart; the man said I was ugly as I waved to the cop.  I wave to everyone since that initially seemed like a norm where everyone in town was friendly and waved at you. The cop also drove by a few times as I am getting into my house after  my weekend grocery shopping.  He also drove by a few times initially on Saturdays in front of my house.  Of course, there were always some disturbing behaviors exhibited by neighbors when the cop drove by; the Hispanic woman across calling me ugly, or a guy with a child calling me ugly with his car parked at the neighbors  house; or neighbors having those deranged loud conversations saying she is ugly as I enter my house. 

There was also a time that I had one of my pretense conversations in front of the Hispanic neighbors just to let them know that I did not care for their presence in my life and also that I knew their behaviors was connected to a cop; since it is impossible that the Hispanics in my Long Island neighborhood just happened to know the ones in California, Bellevue, Omaha, and now my new small town?  I did not know anyone in these places and it does not take a genius to figure out that it was one person instructing all these people to act in the same demented ways.  

 As I painted my house later that evening, the town cop parked a block from my house and paraded like he was doing something important with some kind of police equipment.  Of course, someone whispered she is ugly as the cop paraded around; he glanced at me briefly and then went back to his car.

I was used to this senseless cop drama since Bellevue and Omaha. It really kind of took off  in my mother’s neighborhood in Long Island.  I knew it meant nothing since the pot belly cop was likely married with four children or divorced with one to four children as most cops who drive around me doing stupid things.  Either way, I would have to be a low self esteem woman who loves being abused to be interested in these cops. They probably wanted me to think he was stalking me since afterwards, I will go to the Menards’s in Columbus  and there will be a car parked in front of me with a  big sign that say’s Matt’s friend.  The name of the town cop was Matt.

 I also mentioned in one of my LinkedIn comments how discourteous I find these cops and said that the fat cop in my small town is also equally moronic just like the ones in Omaha or Bellevue .  I had gone to the Fremont Menards that weekend and some fat men responded to my  "disrespectful cop" comments, calling me ugly, and made comments about my butt.  

There was also another bald blue eye man who had contacted me on LinkedIn during this period whose name was also Matt; the guy who worked for EY had promised to help me get a tax accounting job at the company in Omaha.  I thought it was a moronic idea from a complete stranger on LinkedIn, but I indulged the man.  Of course, I got the expected rejection letter from EY a few days letter after the man submitted my resume.  Now, why will I think a small town cop will have connections to get me a job I was not qualified for at EY?   

 I continued my weekly grocery shopping at Wal-Mart and Bakers, but I noticed the same  behaviors when I visited Freemont.  The Freemont Wal-Mart had Hispanics laughing psychotically or calling me ugly;  or young men calling me ugly, nasty ,  and doing really disrespectful things; or tall blonde blue eye men calling me ugly; or young couples calling me ugly, usually the women; and even their staff were unusually disrespectful.  They would also have a really dark skin man call me ugly, something which started in Omaha and just got increasingly worse. This has to do with the Adolf Hitler who has been trying to control me since NY about the kind of products I buy and has given me a burden he has no right to impose on me. It also has to do with the morons, who eaves dropped at my Long Island apartment, misunderstanding everything I say and idiotically taking things too literally. 

At Bakers, there would be young couples standing next to my check out counter whispering she is ugly; or a blue eye man yelling she is nasty like a deranged homeless bum at the parking lot; and they also had their teenage workers show extremely disrespectful behaviors.  There was a time they had numerous women at Bakers wear the same color as I was wearing just to be annoying. Of course, there was the usual police siren blaring around me or cops driving by with their windows open.  There would also be someone riding a motorcycle  with a woman calling me ugly?

At the dollar store, there would be Hispanics and patrons exhibiting the same behaviors or teenagers with dogs waiting outside to harass me just like Bellevue.  At the  thrift store, there would be tattooed men parked across me , whispering she is  nasty to someone on the phone without looking at me, and then getting back in their car .  I was angry about these same antagonistic people following me everywhere! I yelled at the men, screaming that I wanted them to leave me alone!  It was probably the same retarded people who thinks it was okay to keep saying she is ugly or nasty around me, even if the person was not looking at me, the fact remains that someone just drove from God knows where just to say a familiar distressing phrase that I hear everywhere around me, but I was not suppose think it was directed at me?  These are brainless psychopathic morons whose flawed logic makes them the perfect poster boy for domestic abusers.   After this incident, I decided to stop going to Freemont since I just could not let these people turn me into something I wasn’t; yelling at strangers in public does not exactly fit my persona.     

I switched to the Columbus Wal-Mart and save a lot.  There were a few pleasant people initially, but I started noticing the same behaviors after a few visits.  The workers at save a lot would do the psychotic laughs or say she is nasty or ugly. There would be Hispanic men clearing their throats and teenagers misbehaving just like Bakers.  At Wal-Mart, there would be a group of Hispanic men waiting outside, laughing psychotically, whispering the word nigger around me, or calling me ugly.   Hispanic women were calling me nasty or a male Hispanic worker would tell some blonde woman she is ugly while looking at me.

 It became such an unhealthy environment that I decided to stop going to Wal-Mart for good. Although, these workers acted the same way at all the Wal-Mart confirming my suspicions that they were following the instruction of someone who had the authority to do that, but it was also un-American for me to pay people money who offered that kind of horrible service, I decided it was no longer worth it for me to keep going back. Another pursuit of liberty and happiness had been taken away from me.

At ConAgra, people around me would keep telling me that I should shop at Hy-Vee and not Wal-Mart.  There were times I would go to Wal-Mart in Omaha and there would be cops cars and my visit will be followed by really impolite behaviors; I will come outside and a Hy-Vee truck will coincidentally pass by.   Other times, they would have a Hispanic guy follow me to my car, really creeping me out, and then, there would be an Omaha cop car speeding towards the direction of Wal-Mart as I head home. 

My navigator was once hacked probably by cops since instead of taking me to the Freemont Bakers, it kept taking me to Hy-Vee and there was  a cop car driving suspiciously around me during this incident. Like, who gave these cops the right to tell me where to shop?  This is America and not an oppressed third world country where cops get to determine where I shop.  I was constantly being harassed, abused, and controlled by people I did not invite into my life, it was bad enough I had lost jobs because of their sick behaviors, now I was losing all my savings too, because these  control freaks says I can not shop at Wal-Mart?  Plus, I had been to the Omaha Hy-Vee; I saw the same bizarre behaviors from workers and patrons!

 Off topic, I should also mention I had similar disrespectful behaviors from  teenagers at  Omaha Best Buy.  They even once had a tattooed blue eye worker telling me how he got  up at 3am because he could not sleep.  The guy also acted like the morons form Hillsong?

I once went to the Omaha Home Depot where they had a blue eye old female employee calling me ugly and a young dark hair/brunette male worker also called me ugly.    I should also mention that after the attractive young looking dark hair/brunette Omaha cop tried anxiously making eye contact at L/84th while I was working at Optica; they had  a few men who had  that same attractive youthful look follow me around in non-cop cars calling me ugly that weekend.  A guy that may be the same cop or looked just like the cop even drove by me with a blonde woman, calling me ugly as I sat in my car at a Barnes and Noble parking lot.  The object of their sick mind game is  to get someone  they think I show interest in to insult  me or make feel bad just like in  church, but again, they are  probably use to stupid women who  are attracted to  insecure/immature/abusive men.  Yawning, impertinent behaviors, comparing these women to others, and getting them to compete for attention probably also works on these low self esteem types.

I switched my grocery shopping to a town closer to my house and even though I did not see any cop cars,  but there was a police station next to this grocery store.  Predictably, the crazy behavior just continued. There would be women waiting in front of the grocery stores doing the maniacal laugh;  people responding to something I said on LinkedIn loudly or clearing their throats; young men/grannies calling me ugly/nasty or laughing obnoxiously; or employees whispering she is ugly/nasty around me;  blue eye and generally grotesque/unappealing old middle age men trying get my attention in the most abusive ways;  Hispanic looking men saying really disturbing things around me. Also, people loudly responding to something I just did or saying something pertaining to me without looking at me. 

My first visit to my small town hardware store also showed similar behaviors where grandmas were whispering I was ugly or some fat blue eye man calling me ugly.    Things are getting better in my little town, my trip there on Monday was not terrible, the grandma cashier was  surprisingly nice, but there were still chubby middle age white man whispering she was ugly at the back of the store as I paid for my  blue snow shovel.   The local grocery store also seemed to  have a  surprisingly pleasant staff, but there was a disrespectful blue eye young man calling me nasty/ugly on my first visit and other patrons who showed the same disturbing behaviors.

Coincidentally, after the typical insecure condescending behavior from an out of   town old blue eye plumber, I had returned to that young friendly bearded plumber who initially visited my house to fix the problem.  Remember the one who was complaining about how lonely he gets?  While telling this plumber about my problems, he had strangely asked if I was going out of town and I said no,  he said  he would stop by later to help with the problem.  As I got back, I notice the old lady in the big yellow house across had a few young couples hanging suspiciously in front of her house.   As I got out of my car, the group was very quiet, however as I got my letters out of my mailbox, they all suddenly started laughing maniacally.   One or two of the girls also said she is ugly/nasty.

 I knew this behavior was somewhat connected to the plumber since I had nothing good to say about them since using their service and I told that old blue eye eighty year old man that the plumbers had exhibited some of those psychotic behaviors that I was trying to get away from; perhaps this was their way of showing me people who exhibited psychotic behaviors. However, the  question  is how could  these plumbers be friends with people who show that abusive/demented behaviors, but are not somewhat connected to it.   The people who are constantly showing me the bad people are even worse than the culprits since their insensitivity to the trauma that I had already been thru shows they are not any better than the evil doers.  

Of course, the bearded friendly plumber eventually came by and revealed he was friends with the people who just exhibited that distressing behavior. The boy who spoke about how lonely he was now revealed he had a fiancée and was getting married.   This is the typical mind game I was used too from my stalkers, but to get this from a plumber was beyond insulting.  As I told him about the crazies from town, he presumptuously asked if I thought he found me unappealing?  I laughed out loud at the absurdity of that question, why will  I care what this unappealing plumber thought of me?   This is a guy I probably will never talk too if I didn't need his service.  I was just being friendly to be nice.  It was always disturbing to see these uncivil young plumbers, electricians, and  general maintenance type people follow me around calling me ugly, nasty, and other distressing behaviors.   I don’t know why  they got the idea that I would be interested in these insolent, deranged, abusive, and generally presumptuous building maintenance/construction type people.  Of course, the university graduates were not any different.   My experience with these people has been highly unpleasant.

  It does not matter if  they were gross middle age people, unlikable young men, or their equally insulting female relatives; the fact  was these were very abusive people and I do not care for  their presence in my life. I don’t know why they can’t get that I am not looking for friends, love, and was unquestionably not looking to be abused by a group of idiotic white people. The last time I checked, this is America and the slave days are over, I have a right to choose the kind of people I want in my life.

This plumber’s  older brother also came to fix a problem in my house a few weeks back and I mentioned jokingly that he was part of the crazies since I usually hear  one of those crazy loud conversations come from where he lives.  The next day, I decided to stroll around my very quiet town, I noticed unusual familiar psychotic behaviors. 

There was an old couple walking by and the old lady yelled I was ugly, like a deranged psycho as if she was off her medication or something.   The blue eye man with white truck also strangely cleared his throat loudly as I passed by.   The teenage boy across was unusually loud calling me ugly and was having a loud demented conversation with his dog.  The bald old man across me loudly yell she is ugly.   A dark hair /brunette couple also drove in front of my house  saying she is ugly.  The quite old man across me also had guests over exhibiting the same disturbing behavior.  Perhaps another attempt to show me the crazy people these plumbers are not connected too or just another coincidence? 

The other really really creepy thing that still  makes me question how much privacy my house has  is that there  has been a few weekends where I go to use the toilet in the middle of the night and there would be a black car waiting on the street across, right in front of my window with  the headlight flashing at my house. No, the car was not driving by, but would intentionally stop in front of my house window as I walk back from the bathroom into the living room/bedroom? This happened a few times during the weekend.  I was obviously very freaked out and distressed about this since I did not see how someone will know when I was going to the bathroom in the middle of the night, this was usually between 3 and 6AM in the morning. 

 I thought maybe it was because I turned on my bathroom light, but why will someone be watching my house and waiting for me to turn on my bathroom light?  What kind of sick demented psycho watches a woman’s house  in the middle of the night?  I started using a flashlight when going to the bathroom to prevent people from knowing I was going to the bathroom in the middle of the night; while the behavior stopped for a few weeks, I noticed the same thing a week ago while I was going to the bathroom with my torch light?  How could someone know I was going to the bathroom when I just had my torch light on for a second and it is pitch dark inside the house?  This is a must disturbing behavior!  I noticed the following Sunday morning as I looked out my window, there was a dark hair  or Hispanic looking man driving by  in a dark dodge sedan chuckling to himself, of course, he may not be the culprit, but it was always a black car doing this creepy thing. 

This behavior actually started in Bellevue and got really worse in Omaha after that cigarette smoking blue eye neighbor moved below me. He would make really creepy noises anytime I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night and a loud car would drive by afterwards.  Abusive/disrespectful strangers violating my privacy had become a norm since renting that awful Long island apartment formerly occupied by a cop.

Prior to this, I noticed  the cop patrol car pass around my house when I go to the bathroom in the middle of the night once or twice before, but I thought it was just coincidence since the behavior was not consistent. There is also another creepily friendly old bald man who lives across me, he is usually parked in front of my window getting his mail most nights when am doing my evening exercise, but I also notice the same old man once sharpening a knife on his porch around 4AM, and this was right after noticing that creepy black car in front of my window. It was the creepiest thing ever!   I don’t care for these kinds of people.  This intrusive/ offensive sense of humor from strangers is just unacceptable! 

There are also a few grandma  type neighbors wearing the same color outfit  am wearing once in a  while, but  this does not happen everyday like First Data. The other creepy privacy issue is more with my online data where it seems someone is unrightfully watching my online activity. I once started a new twitter account just for fun and I instantly had Indian followers just like the kind of sick joke people use to do when I working in ConAgra. These people just keep violating my privacy rights. I notice the same behaviors with e-mails, Netflix account, LinkedIn, and others where there is obvious tampering with my data. I had this problem since NY where people hack my blackberry, e-mails, my laptop/net pad to read my blogs before postings, personal texts, and online travel accounts.  I would call my banks and notice the same invasive behaviors; people clearing their throats or repeating a familiar phrase etc. 

There was also this old middle age man who worked for the town and was nice enough to help me with overgrown tree branches on my lawn.  Of course, they used this man to create those illogical coincidences to make me think I  was seeing or hearing the same thing everywhere, to cover for their past evil deeds, or just to be stupid. Whatever I said to this man will be repeated on a TV show the next day. These creepy coincidences were usually created with anyone I talk too.  They used mailman, plumbers, or maintenance people.

For instance, I mentioned to that  bearded friendly plumber that NE Huskers football team was doing great lately since I have been watching their games; after this conversation, they would have football team members who looked like the plumber / shared his name or just random players clearing their throats unnecessarily on their interviews  for the sport session of the evening news.   Again, the bizarre crazy truth!

On a positive note, I had my best home experience so far in my small town. Apart from those creepy experiences, it looks like this small town has some big minded people.  At least eighty percent or more of  these town people have refused to participate in the sick behavior I have been experiencing since my arrival  in Nebraska.  Apart from the few neighbors in close vicinity who has displayed those familiar deranged behaviors, most people have been refreshingly normal and pleasant.  People seem friendly and willing to help often.  I even once had a stroll around town where there was no psychotic episode from anyone!!?? That was a first for me in a long time!

  My house is not perfect and could use a few updates, but I am finally getting some privacy and peace.   Apart from the 15th century town bell that goes off at 7am, 12pm, and 6pm daily; people don’t wake me  up in the morning, there is no one doing crazy things in front of my house, and  I can  finally say anything I want without fearing retaliation when I step outside my home.      While going out is still a struggle since the crazies are still somewhat present when I go out of town, but at least I can come home knowing it is a safe haven.   I can go back to being myself and embrace all the happiness/joy that comes with that.  Home is where you have peace, privacy, and happiness;   It is at home that I am most happy because people who brings me the most distress are not a threat and will soon be a distant memory. 

Of course, this is America! Therefore, I am looking forward to the day where these domestic terrorists/stalkers stop following me around!  It will be great to be able to visit a store where unwanted people are not constantly doing disturbing things around me; where the people I pay my earned cash too are not abusively disrespectful and disturbingly familiar with my personal life.  I want to be able to converse with people and do things without my action/words not been  taken out of context,  too literally,  repeated idiotically, or used to create  moronic/illogical coincidences.  I want to be able to go on a vacation without   people creating problems; or take a flight without sitting next to a stalker; drive freely on the highway of life without being on the radar of the wrong kind of people; go shopping or roam around freely without uncivilized people constantly sent  to antagonize me; shop in a black neighborhood/anywhere for WHATEVER I want without  harassing/abusive behaviors; go to work and be treated as a  professional without people obsessing with things that have nothing to do with my experience/education/skills. I want the freedom to be able to separate my professional life from my personal life.  I want to be able to choose the kind of people involved in my life because this is America!

 While this experience has shaken the core of what I believed about church , people, and institutions; it has not changed my views. I no longer love my enemies and will only show kindness to those who have truly earned it. In spite of my stalkers attempt to show me that everyone in the world is as evil as they are since every person around me depicted the same distressingly wicked behaviors; but  I still believe that good people exists. They successfully convinced me there are no good churches or Christians, but I do believe the good people of these world are not in church.  While I am not perfect, I certainly don’t go out of my way to make other people unhappy like church people/my stalkers.  I am too happy, fulfilled, complete, secure, and confident to partake in such evil things.  My definition of evil is someone who hurts innocent people for no other reason than amusement or  just out of insecurity, chauvinism/bigotry, control issues,  and evil heartedness

 There are undeniably a few good and non-evil conforming people in my new small town.  Things are getting better, even some of the neighbors in close vicinity are beginning to take their psychiatric medications.  I know two more good people worth mentioning. My grandmother was an exceptional God fearing woman who never stepped foot in church because she did not believe in them.  Listening to her words of wisdom is minutely responsible for the moral/values that shaped my life till the present day. Also, my first manager at  Cantor Fitzgerald who believed in me and gave me my first accounting job when I first graduated college, confirming once again that America is a land of opportunity, where getting a job is not about who you know, but what you have to offer.  The only thing that  the“blue eye” man knew about me was what he saw on my resume and what I told him at the interview, and that was enough to get a job, because this is America!   

This experience thought me the most important lesson in life about people. You don’t know how unhappy you can be till you have wrong/uninvited people in your world. You are better off being happy on your own than being surrounded by miserable people who makes you sad! I never thought having no one around could give so much joy, happiness, contentment, fulfillment, and peace.    I am happily single because there is no one out there deserving of me, now that is a thought I can live with. My recent experience had shed a profound light in this area. By preventing the kind of people involved in my life in recent years to have a permanent footing, I have been spared from a most wretched life!  Imagine if I was actually stuck with these people as my family or friends! Thank goodness that I live in a country which gives me a choice to reject people who make me unhappy.  Because of this experience, am confident that I will NEVER feel bad about singleness EVER again! You  really don’t know what it means to be profoundly miserable until you have the wrong people in your life.