Traveling back from
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. Omaha
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. 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
, 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! Nebraska
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
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 Omaha . It really started with neighbors in my Nebraska 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!