Still waiting for the presidential results.

I’ve given up on OD. Too many outages and the site runs snail slow. Yet they want people to pay for that shit?

Ended up screaming at a couple of rude ladies for allowing their mutts to come running up to me barking that weren’t on leashes. I didn’t know if they were going to bite me or anything like that, so I screamed at the one that came closest to me to get away and then at the women for not having them leashed.

“Their leashes are right here,” said one of the women holding them up.

But what good is it if the damn dogs aren’t attached to them?

I cut them off with, “I don’t care, they’re supposed to be on a fucking leash!” and walked off with the last thing I heard over the headphones that were still on my head playing music being to watch my mouth.

Fortunately, they didn’t run indoors and call the cops on me because they would have been the ones to be believed. There were two of them and one of me and they were considerably older. And knowing how most people are, they would have thrown in shit and lied, saying I either threatened them or the mutts, so I’m glad for that much. Unless you’re calling to report a stolen vehicle or something or you fear for your life, the main reason people call the cops is that you pissed them off, and they’ll throw in whatever they can as extra ammunition to get you with.

I vaguely mentioned it to Tom but not in detail because I knew he would either defend them or get all paranoid and worry the pigs would soon be kicking down our doors and all that. I’m pretty sure we never met. I didn’t recognize them and I’m pretty sure they don’t know me either.

I won’t say anything on Facebook in case the Twenties hear about it and throw my name out there since you don’t have to do anything “wrong” to get in trouble. It’s just that there’s still no way to know for sure that they didn’t mention my car complaint to someone who ratted me out to the B’s but I still think they had a friend in the office. It was just too soon after the counter-complaint for the B’s not to have had one.