Taking it all too hard.

Taking it all too hard.

So let me start off by saying that I had a great day off today. I decided to just do nothing today and lay in the comfort and serenity of my bed and blankets, whist dreaming about being in a bed and blankets. But then I awoke to reality and had an interesting conversation at the dinner table tonight.

Apparently my mother had another confrontation with the creep that has been seeking me out. He “apologized” and gave her a note. In the note he confesses that the love of his life died in his arms and it brought him such trauma. And somehow just by seeing me he had those same feelings of being with her. But he doesn’t want a “relationship”.

If that wasn’t creepy enough, he apparently went to our Human Resources lady and complained to her for about 45 minutes about how he’s being seen as the bad guy and that he’s actually the victim. Then he rambled something about stuff in Vietnam and how it’s somehow related…

I think it’s time for me to get out my pitchfork and demand that this asshole be removed once and for all. What he’s doing is sexual harassment. I don’t even walk at night anymore because of this stupid fuck. If they don’t do anything about this, I’ll make them regret ignoring me. If I have to I’ll get my own restraining order, then I’ll turn around and get back at the company.

Don’t fuck with me.