I haven’t begun looking for an apartment. I’ve gone through the rental ads, but haven’t actually looked at any apartments. The thought of looking for an apartment makes me sick. I can see it now. Wherever I go, there will be at least 20 people in their cars, or more, following me. There is nothing these people will not do to keep track of me. They will make illegal u-turns, run through red lights, go over lawns, almost run people over, go up one way streets, run over dogs, old women, kids, etc. Think of all the chase scenes you’ve seen in movies, that’s what will be happening to me. I mean, after all, the world might come to an end if they lose me. I am so important in keeping America safe. They just have to keep America safe from dangerous criminals like me. God forbid they should lose sight of me!
Once I decide on an apartment complex I’m interested in seeing, they’ll wait by the sideline, or get the number of the complex and let the manager know how dangerous the criminal sitting in front of her/him is, or will be. I can always tell when a manager gets the call. I’ll be sitting with the manager and she’s telling me about the complex, and then the phone rings. And I see the look on her face change. She’ll look into my face and try to make-believe that she’s not talking about me. Her whole demeanor becomes stilted. She’s no longer relaxed, no matter how she tries to bluff her way through the call. ( And then when I leave the manager’s office, they’ll (agents) walk into the office and show the manager their badge. The badge that will make the manager a true believer of what she’s been told on the phone. The managers never check the badges. I wonder how many of the badges they show are for real? Just take out a badge and the world is yours.)
Once they get off the phone, their Spiegel changes. They’re no longer as nice as they were a few minutes ago. They hurry me through their sales talk. Some of them won’t even ask as me if I’m interested in the apartment, they’ll just tell me that they have somewhere to go. And if I get lucky enough to get a look at an apartment, it’s usually the worse looking apartment in the whole complex. And, of course, I’ll tell them that the apartment needs fixing. They’ll reply that someone will clean and paint the apartment. And when I go back to look at the apartment, it still a mess and nothing’s been done.
This is what I have to look forward to trying to find an apartment. It’s bad enough when the gang stalkers follow me by foot, but by car it’s worse. The last time I looked for an apartment, one of the gang stalkers almost ran me over. And having to put with rental managers’ looks is another thing. To see someone who is nice one minute and turn into a smirking jerk the next, makes me want to… Well, it’s better if I say nothing.
I have to get myself mentally prepared for what I have to put up with the next few days. So I’m working on it. I’m giving myself a lot of pep talks, getting myself physically fit and eating healthy things that will strengthen my mind. Because the mind is really where all the strength comes from. A strong mind and nothing can stop me from finding an apartment. Wish me luck. It’s going to be a hellish experience!
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