Smile! You're On Camera!

Well, let's start at the beginning. This is a sort of continuation of last night's post. I got a message from the manager yesterday evening. It was about that confrontation my sis and I had with this woman who kept complaining that Mya wasn't on a leash. One thing I did not mention was how my sis started shouting at that woman, and got a bit threatening. I didn't mention it in the last post because well, that was kindof embarrassing to me. I didn't approve of my sis making threats toward that woman. Ever since my sis and I separated and moved to Montana, she's been very threatening to other people. Before then, she used to threaten people back in the 90s when she was in her 30s, and I had talked to her about it then. And she did stop for many years after she was almost arrested for making threats to someone. Until we moved to Bozeman, and she started threatening people again. I didn't like that. But I didn't say anything because I didn't have to worry. She was living on her own then and no longer my problem. But I think she's taken living in Montana too much to heart. She's back to threatening people again. And the whole argument between my sis and that woman was being filmed. More on that in a moment.

I talked to my sis last night when she got back from dashing. I told her how the manager did not like it that she made threats to that woman, and that I didn't approve of that either. I don't want my sis to threaten anyone. Not only is it embarrassing, it is also crazy, and it can go on her record. Here we are trying to move, and my sis might ruin it by making threats to everyone. No one wants a troublemaker to move into their complex. So we have to go along with life here.

I told my sis the manager mentioned they have video evidence of her making those threats, I also told her who I believe turned in the videos to the manager. It had to have been that wacky woman. I don't know how I knew that, but I did. My manager did not tell me that. Then my sis told me about the camera that wacky woman has in her front window. Then I knew for sure I was correct. I don't know that wacky woman, but I do know her type very well. I've dealt with people like her before. People like her are the main reason why I hate people. Well, by the time my sis told me about that camera, it was dark out. But this morning when it got lighter, I had to see for myself what my sis was talking about. So, I took a video of myself going out there to see. Sure enough, I found the camera. It was pointing right out onto the road. Well, I stood there and filmed that camera. I was actually kinda hoping I could get a glimpse of that wacky woman on film to show everyone the kind of person I've had to put up with. She did open her back sliding glass door to ask me if I wanted something and I said "nope!" She then said "Then what the fuck are you doing here? Fucking stupid!!" I got everything she said on film. Unfortunately, I think I forgot to focus the actual picture on her. I even got pictures of her car, and license plate. Which I plan to use at a later time. I'm gonna give her a chance to back off now. If she doesn't, you'll see what I am saving that for.

Well, in response to her comment about me, and lowering myself to her standard of morality, I have only to say "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but cuss words will never hurt me!" LOL! A little later on, I heard someone get in their car and storm off. I had a feeling it was that wacky woman. Apparently, she loves to be called an asshole, but hates it when she is treated like one. Which I find not only hysterical, but interesting too. It kinda tells me she really doesn't want to be an asshole. That this is all some kind of facade she's putting on. I don't know where she stormed off to and really I couldn't care less. I don't mind her even filming people from her window. That's her right and prerogative, and perfectly legal to film. I'm not going to say anything against that. I even believe in her right to cuss and call me stupid if she wants. It's just her opinion. And the cussing doesn't hurt me. It just shows what a no-class twat she is. But I am a believer in free speech, so I say go ahead and cuss all you want! Knock yourself out! But keep in mind, two people can play the filming game! I have cameras too. I can film her and her car as much as I want to. She can't say anything because she has a camera up on her window. Turn-about is fair play! She's already filmed me and my sis and turned it in to the manager. So yeah. I can film her shit if I want to, too.

And the other woman thought I was "following" her at the fairgrounds and told that to the manager. I'm gonna go in on Monday and I'm gonna tell her I was not following her. I was walking my dogs. I will admit, when I saw her come in to the fairgrounds towards me, I did think at first she was coming over to start something. Then I saw she turned another way, and I figured she was not coming to me to start some more trouble. Then, I just continued to walk my dogs down that path. She just thought I was following her. If I'm going to follow anyone, it's going to be someone I like a lot better than her. I have better things to do with my time than follow a dumbass I don't know, don't want to know, and couldn't care less what happens to her. And what if I was following her? That took place at the fairgrounds. Not within the complex. That's not the manager's place to tell me I cannot follow someone if I wanted to. If she felt so threatened by me walking my dogs, why didn't she call the police? I'll tell you why. It's because she's a leftist, and leftists hate the police. She also told the manager that my dogs dump everywhere and I don't pick up after them. I'm going to tell the manager to tell that woman to go to the person whose dogs are actually shitting everywhere and the owner who isn't picking up after them. There's a woman who lives at the end of this building who has 2 huge pit bull type dogs. I see them running around a lot offleash. They also shit everywhere, and no one ever picks up after them. Their piles are bigger than Mya is! And one morning I went out and there were 2 huge shit piles in the lawn right next to the stairs. One of those piles is still there. Ele would be the only one with droppings that are big, and her's are nowhere near as big as these dogs' piles. I feed all my dogs nothing but quality food. So their droppings are never that big. Besides, when I am taking my dogs around here to go potty, I always pick up after them.

Worse Than Wacky

LOL! I still haven't seen that woman since we got back from Spokane last week. I spent 4 days in Spokane, and it really changed me. While I was there, everyone had American flags up on the side of their homes. It inspired me. I have a little flag that I decided to put up in my window, partly for Memorial Day, coming up, and partly because I want to. I've been so fascinated by flags lately. I also put up my Trump flag, because I just want him to win, and I want to show my support. But in Spokane, I found more people there are patriots than they are here. Here, you see more pride flags or BLM flags than anything else. Not so in Spokane. So, my little visit there changed me. Even though I was looking more at the flags, we went mostly to look for an apartment. We found a couple good ones we want to move into. One of which has a funny name; The Whimsical Pig. At first, I didn't think that was a real apartment complex. It sounds more like a barbeque type restaurant than an apartment complex. But that whole area used to be a pig farm, and the farmer who sold the land to them wanted the complex to maintain a pig theme. So, that's why the complex is called The Whimsical Pig.

I liked Spokane, and almost all apartments there have air conditioning. Plus, I also love Idaho. The people there are so friendly. It's rare to go to Idaho and see hateful, nasty people. Nothing like here. We went to the Cracker Barrel restaurant there in Idaho, and got the cutest waiter!!! His name was Cody, and he was a doll! If I were 30 years younger and 100 pounds thinner, I'd have fallen in love with him. LOL! But I have to remember I'm old enough to be his mother! He looked like he was in his late 20s or early 30s. But he sure was cute! He also had a good personality. I wish I could have got a good pic of him. He looked like a young, handsome Michael Hutchence! Or at least like Kit Harington. Either way. They both look like they could have been his twin brothers. Or triplet brothers. Ya know I heard Rhett doesn't like it when someone talks about how Michael looked like someone else. But it is true. I don't say things like that to hurt his feelings. But that's what it does to him apparently. I just say it because it's true. When I see someone who looks remarkably like Michael, I gotta share it with the world! I am truly sorry if it hurts Rhett's feelings.

Anyway, here's the worse than wacky part. When we got home, I hadn't seen that wacky woman in days. Not that I miss her!!! I don't. Just seems a little quiet now without her out there cussing me out and calling me a bitch, and me calling her that wacky woman in return. Though I am truly not trying to start a war with her, and I wouldn't even give her a second thought if she didn't start anything with me first. My sis wanted to take care of her, and I said "No. Don't do anything. Besides, I don't give a shit what that wacky woman thinks!" She's not my problem. We were never friends, and I don't care to be either. I just want to go back home soon and get my curio cabinet, and get out of here. I found the one store that still sells good-sized curio cabinets and I've been wanting one for years now! So I finally put one on lay-away.

Shortly after we returned, I had another run-in with someone else from the B building. Another young woman, and she has 2 kids. I've had minor run-ins with her before, and they were always about the same thing. She always catches Mya without a leash on. Mostly because I'm just putting her in the car. But the first time she saw Mya without a leash on, she had just slipped her head out of the leash, and that woman was driving up. I stood there calling Mya, because she usually comes. But I think she got nervous when she saw that big SUV that woman drives in her way. So, I had to go and get her. When I got her to the other side of the driveway, that woman shouted out her window "It'd be better if she had a leash on!" I shouted back "I know it, but she slipped out!" I don't think she heard me though, because she kept driving to her parking spot. Well, I thought nothing of it then, but then she kept on harassing me because Mya didn't have a leash on. But I just see no point to have her on a leash if I am just walking to put her into the car. It's only 25 feet away! And Mya's usually good about staying beside me. But that same woman harassed me about 4 more times before I finally had it with her. She was never diplomatic. Just sarcastic and angry. Well, this time she harassed me one too many times, and my sis heard it. So, she stepped up and told that woman basically to shut up and leave us alone.

Ya know, there are LOTS of people here who let their dogs run around offleash. I'm not saying it's OK, or making excuses for them. But I never hear that woman harass any of the other people here whose dogs all walk around with no leash on. I was beginning to wonder why that woman never complains to them. The only reason I could think of is that she saw me as easy prey, maybe because I am old or new here. But I had to teach her a lesson that I am not the easy prey she thought I was! I'm not going to hurt her, for the sake of her kids. I'm not that kind of a person! It's just if the only tune she has for her player piano is "your dog's not on a leash!" then I don't care to hear it from her. I hear it enough from the manager of this complex! I don't need her on my back too! Just like that wacky woman, I wouldn't have ever given this woman a second thought if she didn't start harassing me first. I'm a very peaceful, spiritual person. I mean that. I don't want a war with anyone. I just want to live my life my way. Anyone who doesn't like it can go eat shit for all I care.

Well, after my sis was done with her, I took my dogs to the fairgrounds, as I always do, and I walk on this path with them. Next thing I know, I saw that same woman who was just arguing with my sis heading towards me and the dogs. I thought she was coming over to start something again with me. She had her dog with her too, a gray pit bull. When I started walking towards her, showing her I was not going to be a pushover, she turned left and walked that way, down the same path as I always walk with my dogs. She thought I was following her. I told her "I always walk this path, every day! Whether you are here or not!" I still don't think she heard me. She kept on saying "You're harassing me now! Go the other way!" I told her "I was here first. So you're harassing me!" It's true. I walk that little path every day I am there. Several times a day too. I do it because I enjoy it. Not to harass her. I think she thinks too highly of herself. I got better things to do than follow her. Sometimes that's the only way now to get Mya to take a dump. She's old and constipated now. Poor baby! So, I walk with her and Ele down that path. It works like a champ too! And as for Ele, she also benefits from that walk. It gives her a chance to stretch her legs. As an australian shepherd, she needs to run. And she couldn't do it the whole time we were in Spokane. She either had to be on a leash, or locked up somewhere. So, I am sure those runs down that path felt good to her.

There is also another woman in the B building who just sits in her apartment all day long and yells at people. For NO reason whatsoever! She's in a wheelchair. I feel sorry for her. I think she must be angry with the world and so she takes it out on other people. My sister included. And Rosebud. Rosebud is such a sweet little dog who loves everyone! But that woman, for some reason, does not like Rosebud. I'm thinking it may be just because she probably does not like little dogs. I was out with both my dogs, Mya and Ele. Both were on leashes. Then this mexican woman comes out and she has a little boy on a tricycle, I think that was her grandson. She also had her 2 little dogs out with her, not on leashes. They kept approaching Ele and Mya. Ele especially reacts when she sees another dog. She's not violent with other dogs, she usually just wants to greet them. But she does pull violently on her leash. I'm pretty strong though. I heard the woman shout from inside her apartment to the mexican woman "Keep your dogs away you dumb bitch!" At first, I thought she was talking to me, and I angrily shouted back "Say what now?!" then I realized she must be talking to the mexican woman, and I told her that woman called her a dumb bitch. I told that woman, I know you're not talking to me! My dogs are on leashes! I didn't hear anything from her after that.

I still don't know what's wrong with the people in the B building here! Not since I lived in Lakewood have I ever seen so many people from different households and different families with such a similar attitude. In Lakewood, we lived on a triangular street. And the people at the bottom of that triangle all had nasty, hostile attitudes. But I think they at least had an excuse for it. At one end of their street was an old cemetary. So, I think evil spirits were at work in that neighborhood. That was also the neighborhood that one bad cop lived on. The one who stopped me once because I was too close to his car, and he had an attitude like a viper! He lived on that street too. But here, I don't know what it is about that B building. Whether it's evil spirits, toxic fumes, or that's just where the complex puts all the drunken Portlanders. But something is going on in that B building that makes the people who live there so hateful. If it was just one person, or one family there, I would say it was just that one person. But it's several separate families there. None of which I believe are related to each other. I know it's not me, because I didn't speak to anyone there before they started shit with me. I knew I wasn't going to be here more than a couple months.