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February 10, 2019
I want some eggs and bacon, please. Maybe some toast. Anyone?
Wow! I am too tired! There is too much work on the line. Do you know what this tells me, this constant work on the line, having to go faster and faster? It is the mentality of a con running scared, having to outsmart the cops looking for them. That is what it tells me. That is what it feels like. There is no need for it. They are not real orders, going to real customers, on a real time line. There is no excuse for it. Yet, another reason I hate that job.
They want me to believe they set-up the dating experience of Edison with David and James to teach me how a criminal mind thinks, acts, and behaves. I believe they are wrong to do such a thing. More importantly, I believe they set it up to try and turn me into a subversive. To try and have me work against my country and our government. I have been placing my life on the line every day since the tooth crown and the surgery. I have been at the point of death every day to not allow secrets and work to fall into enemy hands. Are you willing to give your life for your country? Because that is what has truly been asked of me every day with the surgery, and the tooth crown.
That is my Aunt Trudy’s locket in the window, she gave me after she had a stroke, after I freely, effortlessly gave information to Federal agents as how to stop these US subversives, and foreign double agents in their brain research. Do not forget these subversives’ primary targets was to start with – children. To warp children’s minds and brains. I said, No. No, and I destroyed millions and millions of dollars of work, effortlessly.
Effortlessly.
Think about that for a few days. I did it effortlessly.
And, then you gave it back to them. With the tooth and the surgery.
I should have been recruited instead if you were going to use me and my family.
Now, I must return to the Spectrum store to be late – yet again. When all you had to do was allow my phone to be activated, here.
God, I hate that job.
And, I am really tired of items being delivered to my door that were not at all how they were pictured on-line.
God, I hate that job.
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