i know what you are thinking

I know what you are thinking!

You're thinking that I'm incapable of empathy. You're thinking that I need to put myself in her shoes!

Am I right?

Well, I have put myself in her shoes... I have made a conscious effort to see it from her perspective!

If I were her I would want to protect myself from a "no further problems are anticipated" situation too.

Especially if someone had committed a "does not meet the threshold for a charge of criminal harassment" against me!

I mean, I would have been really terrified if someone with no history of anything committed a "does not meet the threshold for a charge of criminal harassment" against me! I would have sprung into action to avert a "no further problems are anticipated" situation!

And when you factor in all of those love letters?

Do you know who I would blame?

No, really!

Do you know who I would blame?

I would blame the manager for realizing the seriousness of the situation and making a fool of me by not reminding me to tell Constable Lennon about all of the love letters I was receiving at work.

I would blame the manager for realizing the seriousness of the situation and making a fool of me by not reminding me to tell Constable McCormick about all of the love letters I was receiving at work.

I wouldn't blame the janitors for that, I would blame the manager. The janitors didn't know about the love letters either. The janitors didn't know about the love letters until you picked up your "photographic memory" from the shop in 2002.

There's someone else you can blame; the "photographic memory" repairman! Obviously, shoddy workmanship! Did he use refurbished "photographic memory" parts from China or something? That'll learn ya! Next time buy American!

You've really got no one else to blame but the manager for not reminding you to tell the police about all of the love letters you were receiving at work; the shoddy workmanship of the "photographic memory" repairman who used refurbished "photographic memory" parts from China; the still malfunctioning "photographic memory" that recalled oodles and oodles of love letters long after the Statute of Credibility had expired; and the trash collector who capitalized on your mountain of discarded love letters by substituting his name for yours and using them to falsely accuse some dude named Ralph of stalking him! (Do you have any idea how much it irks me to know that some trash collector is getting away with falsely accusing Ralph of criminally harassing him by alleging that Ralph wrote my love letters?)

You can't blame the janitors for spreading the "love letter" story over the months because they just didn't know about the "love letters" until your "photographic memory" recalled them in February 2002. At the time the janitors were spreading the story over the months the Crystal Ball was still in prototype and the kinks had not yet been worked out. The final production model of the Crystal Ball wasn't released until sometime in 2004 or 2005 when Constable Viotte of the RCMP called me to tell me that he saw visions of me not wanting anything to do with you. So for those reasons it could have only been you and your manager spreading the "love letter" story over the decades. You probably just forget doing that because your "photographic memory" is still on the blink.

And I'm probably not thinking by posting this. What I'm doing right now probably constitutes criminal harassment (or sarcasm; I sometimes get the two mixed up). Especially when you factor in all of the love letters, your "feeling" that I'm following you, my delusional belief that you're intruding upon my privacy, my delusional belief that you're falsely maligning me as a predator, my delusional belief that you're harassing me, my false claims that I was railroaded, my false allegations that I'm being discriminated against, my false allegations that I was misdiagnosed, and my refusal to accept that I'm one scary dude!

I'm one scary dude! All the ladies are afraid of me! I'm even more scary than a ten year stint in the penitentiary! One scary dude, I am! Scary!

Did I mention that I'm mentally ill? You can probably tell from all of the things I'm alleging!

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william Other November 21, 2024 at 1:46 pm 0 0