I’m so sick of all the nonsense we targets have to put up with. Just trying to type this sentence is sickening. The hackers keep moving my cursor all over the place. They keep erasing what I type. I’d like to see them face to face and really see how brave they are. They’re probably a bunch of whining little twerps. Little twerps that I could probably put down very easily. They hide behind the computer and think they’re so brave. They think because they have control of my computer, they have control over me. They have control of my computer, but they have no control over me.
I’m totally sick of the twerps and the perps. It’s funny. The words are so similar.
I can’t go anywhere there isn’t a bunch of perps doing something to me.
The other day, for instance, I had to go to the insurance company because I had a problem with the billing.
I had to go to four different places because none of the companies would give me a direct answer.
I walked into one office and there was a receptionist at the front desk. As soon as I began speaking with her, two other women immediately came to the front. One of the women had a low-cut sweater. As soon as she saw me, she bent down and began running her finger up and down the crack of her breast. (And she had a smirky smile on her face.) I wanted to reach over and shove her hand right in her mouth. But I kept my cool. And the names I wanted to call the sluts, I can’t repeat here.
Everything is so funny to these people. Everything.
Well, I decided I’d had enough of the insurance company. I told them to cancel my insurance. I’ve had enough of corporate companies treating us like dirt. They think they don’t need our business and can just treat us any way they want. There are a lot of us targets out here and we’re worth money. Even if the government tells them to treat us like dirt, it doesn’t mean they have to.
I don’t want to tell anyone what to do, but don’t let anyone treat you like you’re a piece of shit. You’re a decent human being and you should be treated like one. No one has the right to step on you. No one has the right to put you down and make themselves feel like they’re superior to you, especially if they’re taking your money. Cut off business with any company that can’t satisfy your needs, whatever they are. And don’t let any company bully you. If they want your business, let them work to get it, as they do with everybody else. And if you walk into a company and you’re treated rudely, walk out and tell them why. We’re the customer and the customer’s always right.
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I had to call an insurance company to get insurance. The complex where I live requires tenants have insurance. I don’t really need insurance. I own absolutely nothing of value. If I did, the perps would steal or rip it apart.
So I don’t even bother with my phone. I don’t want to end up with ulcers.
I went to the public pay phone by 7-11. This is about the only phone left I can use. All the others don’t work, or disconnect me after a few minutes.
I got in touch with the insurance company and was talking with the agent when I noticed someone standing by listening to my conversation and taking photos of me. I took out my phone and began taping the person. He saw me doing to him what he was doing to me and got angry.
He said, “Are you taking pictures of me?” I replied, “I’m just doing what you’re doing.”
“You better stop taking pictures of me,” he said.
He got on his phone and began to dial 911.
I said, “You’re outside. I can take photos of you; you’re out in public. And when someone is out in public, he has no privacy rights.”
As I was speaking a woman came out. He immediately began complaining to the woman that I was taking pictures of him. She didn’t say anything and took out her camera to tape me.
They walked away, and then about a minute later, they both returned. She took pictures of me, and he said, “You’re crazy. You’re crazy.” They stood looking at me, trying to get a reaction out of me.
While the woman took photos, I posed for her in a model-like way.
They both got angry that they weren’t getting to me, so the man walked over and clicked my call off.
I told the man to get away from me. And he’d better pay me for the money I put in the phone. He answered, “That’s my money? I said, “Your money? How’s that your money?” “It’s my money,” he replied.
I got angry and told him to get away from me.
The man was extremely girlish. A gay man.
And you’re probably wondering what gay has to do with anything.
Well, here was a man who probably’s been harassed his whole life, but he was harassing me. He did not think it was wrong for him to perp me.
Which proves that just because someone has been a victim of torture that he’s not going to become a torturer of someone else.
It makes me angry that people like him and others who’ve suffered think nothing of going after us targets.
From now on, all I’m care about is my rights and the rights of other targets.
All those other people have others fighting for them, but no one is fighting for us targets.
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