English: McDonalds’ sign in Harlem. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
349/365 Wireless at last (Photo credit: stuartpilbrow)
A couple of Butchers at work. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Lately, it seems I can’t give my money to anyone.
I have a wireless computer (don’t ever buy one) and the perps broke my battery to it. They broke the part of the battery that connects to the computer. I can still use my computer if I use my power cord, but I can’t use it when I go out unless there’ s a wireless connection where I’m going.
I went to Office Depot to buy a new battery. The people at Office Depot seemed nice enough, but I wondered how long it would be before they began treating me like a target. I no longer go to Best Buy. Whenever I go into Best Buy no one seems to see me. It’s like I’m a ghost. Other customers come in and the sales people say “hi”, but it’s like I don’t exist. So be it. I don’t exist.
I ordered the battery in April. Today things can be delivered next day, but not if you’re a target. Everything we order seems to be coming from China, it takes us a long time to get whatever we order. I waited five days and went to Office Depot to check on my battery. All the technicians had “the look”. The look that says they know I’m a target. They all gave me a sad look when telling me my order was still on its way. So I left the store and had the feeling that my battery would not be coming any time soon. Sure enough, I went back three days later. Battery was still on its way. I asked them if the battery was coming from China. They said no. I went back three days later, the battery was still on its way. Okay, I decided I had enough. Delivery of a battery doesn’t take that long. I told them to cancel the order and return my money. I have a feeling that they were told to take their time with my battery delivery.
This is the same problem I had with my insurance. I also cancelled my insurance and told them to return my money.
And when I go out to eat, it’s the same thing. No one seems to want my money.
I go out to eat, and the noise level in the restaurant becomes so loud that I’m surprised anyone can hear himself talk.
But this is the half of it. When I get my food, it’s usually cold, or has vegetables so old (I think they dig them out of the garbage) that I can taste old. So I go up to the register and request my money be returned.
I went to McDonald’s one day and ordered a burger to take out. When I opened the package, they hadn’t bothered to heat it up. The burger was raw and cold. I went back into McDonald’s and requested they return my money.
And when I go any supermarket and order a special cut of meat, you should see what it looks like. It seems the people who cut the meat can’t cut straight. The meat is uneven. One side is fat, the other very, very thin. I know they purposely do this, so I go back to the meat counter and return the meat. I tell them to sell it to someone else. One day I went to the meat counter and ordered chicken. That day I wasn’t paying attention and walked out with steak, expensive steak. I would call these people butchers, but it’s too professional a name, and they’re not professionals.
So, it seems no one wants me to spend my money. It’s okay with me. If they want to disrespect me , I will continue to return to them whatever garbage they serve me.
If you’re new to gang stalking, this is the kind of treatment you can expect from service people.
Don’t spend your money in any place where you’re not treated like a human being. You deserve better. Don’t give them your money. Keep it. Don’t let anyone whom you give your money to disrespect you. Maybe they’ll begin to realize how much money they’re losing. And money speaks.
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