ACCOUNTS OF HARASSMENT 8/4/2014

8/4/2014
10:30AM   HEAVY TRAFFIC ON THE HIGHWAY AGAIN BEFORE A MAJOR POLICE STATION (JAIL MGT).  HEAVY TRUCKS AND VANS ABOUND.

11AM   AT THE OFFICE WASHROOM, BITCH HALF-ORIENTAL (GANG OF SELF-RIGHTEOUS RELIGIOUS NIGGERS) WHO LOOKS KOREAN (BUT BAD MOUTHED) WEARING BRIGHT BLUE (SAME AS MY NEW UMBRELLA) LINGERED THEN STARTED WASHING HER HANDS NOISILY (RUBBING).

11:30AM   I WENT BACK TO WASHROOM AFTER FORGETTING SOMETHING.  A BITCH IN BLACK CAME AND STARTED GAGGING AND SPITTING ALOUD.  AS I GOT OUT OF THE CUBICLE, SHE IMMEDIATELY RUSHED INSIDE A CUBICLE (AFTER SHOWING ME THAT SHE'S COVERING HER NOSE) AS I WALKED TO THROW IN SOME TRASH.

2PM   AFTER LUNCH, AS I CAME OUT OF THE PANTRY, A BITCH IN GREY MET ME IN THE HALLWAY AND GLARED AT ME.  AT THE WASHROOM, AS I ENTERED A CUBICLE  AFTER BRUSHING MY TEETH, A BITCH PROMPTLY GOT INTO THE ONE RIGHT NEXT TO MINE AND SLAMMED THE DOOR SO LOUD I FELT MY EARS SMARTING.  SHE LEFT IMMEDIATELY.

**** JUST BEFORE I GOT IN, I SAW A BITCH (GIRLFRIEND OF ONE OF THE LUNATIC-CALLING GANG) BRUSHING HER TEETH, AND SEEMED TO BE MAKING FACES IN THE MIRROR.

8:57PM   HEAVY TRAFFIC ON MY WAY HOME (WAS PLANNING ON DROPPING BY THE GROCERY FIRST, BUT NOTICED THERE WAS A LONG LINE OF WAITING PASSENGERS BUT NO CAB ANYWHERE IN SIGHT).  VEHICLES NOT MOVING AT ALL.

*** ALSO, ON MY WAY TO THE MALL, MY LOWER ABDOMEN STARTED HAVING SPASMS AGAIN, SO I DID NOT PROCEED.

9:17PM   STILL DEEP IN ROAD TRAFFIC.  NOT EVEN REACHED HALFWAY TO MY DESTINATION.

9:30PM   STILL ON THE ROAD STUCK IN TRAFFIC (EVEN MY INTERNET IS EXPERIENCING LATENCY).

9:47PM   STILL STUCK IN TRAFFIC.  ONLY MOVED A FEW FEET FORWARD.  BUT WHEN I STARTED TO SURF THE NET FOR A TRAFFIC ADVISORY, THE CARS SUDDENLY MOVED FORWARD - NO MORE TRAFFIC.

**** APPARENTLY THERE SEEMED TO BE NO TRAFFIC LIGHT WORKING, AND NO TRAFFIC POLICE IN SIGHT EITHER.

10:15PM   ARRIVED HOME FINALLY.  PAID MORE THAN TWICE MY USUAL CAB FARE HOME.

**** Back at the office, just before I left, I was on my way out when one of the managers (directly in-charge of the fag supervisors who had been harassing me) met me in the hallway and smiled.  So I greeted her and AFTER I did so, I IMMEDIATELY FELT A TWITCH TO MY LEFT LEG.

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