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Gang Stalking – Thrown out of store.

Cashier Lady at the Queens Boulevard White Cas...

Cashier Lady at the Queens Boulevard White Caste, NYC (Photo credit: ChrisGoldNY)

Gesture raised fist with middle finger lifted

Gesture raised fist with middle finger lifted (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Grocery Store Signage | Exterior Grocery Store...

Grocery Store Signage | Exterior Grocery Store Remodel | Supermarket Upgrade | Chelan Red Apple (Photo credit: I-5 Design & Manufacture)

Today, about four hours ago, I was thrown out of  a store.

I went into the store to get some groceries.   When I went into the store, the store was  empty.  Within two minutes of entering the store,  about eighteen people entered all at once.  They weren’t together.  It’s  really strange to have all  those people entering  at once.   Of  course, all perps.  None of them  got any groceries.  They all got a soda  or water and stood in line.   Of course, they waited for me to finish my shopping before getting in line. As soon as they saw me coming, they all got in line.  There was  only one cashier and the line was very long.  The perps were laughing and looking at me and making  remarks.

I tried as hard as I could to keep my mouth shout and not say anything, but I opened my mouth and began to tell them all off.  Of  course, they looked at  me and gave me the look they always do.   The look  that says “what’s  your problem?”     They always act so innocent, because  they want me to think I’m crazy and there’s nothing going on.

But all the freaks were laughing and looking at each other and having a good old-time making fun of me.

While the perps were all laughing, another cashier opened his register. I ran over to the cashier. While I was waiting to pay,  he made a few nasty remarks and I responded in kind. Two women were in front of me and gave me dirty looks.  I gave them dirty looks back, and both began saying nasty things to me. I told them off, too.  The women paid and stood by the register talking to the man.  The man turned to me and said, “I won’t be ringing up your order today. Come back another day.”

I replied, “Oh, it’s okay. I won’t be coming back here again.”

One of the woman replied, “Oh, good.”

As I walked out the store, I gave the cashier  the finger and told him to drop dead.

The freaks all act as if they’re  so perfect and happy.

Yeah, I know they’re all miserable people.  If they weren’t miserable people they wouldn’t be doing what they’re doing. They’d be somewhere else living their lives. But, no, they’re were all in the store trying to tear me down, and make themselves feel better.

I wish every one of the miserable bastards would go to hell.  They’re all worthless pieces of shit.

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Gang Stalking – Hot sauce(?) all over my front door.

Over Celebrating Xmas

Over Celebrating Xmas (Photo credit: Cali4beach)

camera madness

camera madness (Photo credit: deepwarren)

There are thousands of varieties of hot sauce

There are thousands of varieties of hot sauce (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

When I get up in the morning, the first thing I do, is head for my front door.  I put Christmas decorations on the door and  check to make sure that they’re still up.  This morning I got up and headed straight for my front door.  My decorations were okay, but someone put something all over my front door that looks like hot sauce.  My immediate reaction was to clean it up.  But then, I thought, why clean it?  Leave it on the door so that others can see what’s done to me.  So I left  the hot sauce looking red spots on my front door.

I think either the perp next door to me did it, or the perp below me.  Yesterday, I had a run-in with both. I gave the perp next door the finger, and the one below, I got my camera and took his picture.  The perp below got really angry and asked me what I was doing.   I didn’t reply.  I just walked away.  The perp below is the one who always comes out and rides his bike around the front of my apartment when  I  stand by the riling.

I really need to get a better camera. Every time I take a picture, I play it back, I can’t see what I’ve taken. The hackers won’t let me. My camera is also hacked.

I’ve thought of ordering a camera by mail, but the perps look through my mail.  I’m sure before the camera got to me, it’d be hacked.

So far, they’ve stolen two camcorders and four phones from me.  Two of my phones were stolen from my handbag when I was walking  around.  I don’t know how they did it.  I had the bag under my arm at all times, but when I got home, no phone.  And my camcorders were also stolen from my bag.  Same thing, I can’t figure how they did it.

But I definitely have to get a camera that they can’t hack.  The only thing I can think of getting is one of those old type cameras that can’t be hacked.  But then I have the problem of processing the film.  The lab technicians can easily ruin the film and say that there was something wrong with it.

I can’t buy a camera in the store, because as soon as I get one, the sales people tell the hackers which camera I bought, thus making it easier for the hackers to get the same type of camera and able to hack me.

And I can’t order anything  through the computer. I’m afraid they’ll get my card number and use it. I’m sure the hackers know my card number, but I don’t want to make it available to other hackers.

What to do?  What to do?  Any suggestions?

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