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high speed car chase

so tonight, i went to work, i had a lovely evening, and we got off surprisingly early. i then decided to cruise over to a friends house. i hung out with my friend for a couple hours had some excellent conversation. during my time at daniels house, i was continually getting calls from a blocked number, or a 347 number. NO ONE calls me from blocked numbers. no one except jeff. also, i don't know anyone with a 347 number, which leads me to believe this was also jeff. i was getting creeped out, and didn't want to leave daniels, so when i finally left, it was close to midnight. i asked daniel to walk me out to my car, and then told him that i had an eerie feeling. he walked me to my car, i got in and drove away.

within one minute, my cell phone rang RESTRICTED. i was texting at the time, and accidentally answered. it was jeff. he immediately started yelling at me. he began saying things to me like why are you out f---king daniel while your son is at home. you should be there with him, not his grandparents while you are out f---king around with daniel. i replied why are you out stalking me instead of being at home, and that i am tired of him following me and my friends. that my son is at his home healthy happy asleep and safe. and that if i want to hang out with friends after work that is my business and none of his concern. he responded that maybe it wasn't him that saw "daniel walk me out to my car" i realized then that he had someone watching daniels house. however ridiculous that is. i then clicked over because i was getting another call. somewhere in the middle of all this conversation i realized that there were no other cars on the road except me and a white car directly behind me. i quickly turned into a subdivision to see if this person would follow me. they did not. so i continued on my way home. again jeff called and i didn't answer. finally 3 calls later (keep in mind i live only 10 minutes from daniel) i answered the phone. he told me that it didn't look like i had been at work because i wasn't wearing my uniform while i was at daniels. (which i clearly was, i just had a sweatshirt on) i told him he should check his source because that is my work uniform.
i then asked him who is following me, who he is having take picutres of me and sneak into my backyard (yes folks, all true) as i asked him this i was turning onto the street adjacent to my own. i immediately noticed a white car, with handicap plates parked to my right. as i drove by, i noticed someone was sitting in the drivers seat. i went down flipped a quick uturn and came hauling back up the street. the car was already in process of making it's own uturn and saw me coming. he went screeching out of the street, blowing past a stop sign. i followed. we went zooming around my neighborhood, with him trying to loose me for a couple minutes. i finally decided this was not safe, and what am i gonna do when i catch him anyway? so i slowed way down (we were going at least 50 in my neighborhood) and eventually lost him.

so that ladies and gentleman, was my night. that is what i live with. welcome to my ridiculous world where i cannot have friends least my sons dad flip out and stalk me and my friends. i am so over this. i am so done and tired of this. from now on, instead of cataloging his shortcomings and stupidity secretly, i think i will tell anyone who wants to know. until now, my policy has been that i don't talk bad about him, pretty much no matter what. i try to be positive. well that's over. SO OVER. this is truth time, and what you just read is the truth. there were other parts of the conversation in there, more him swearing at me that i ommitted, but you get the basic idea....

i am now going to attempt to sleep. i bid you ado
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Blogger Buffalokill

girl - I strongly suggest investing in one of these tools.

Then for a hobby, take tactical training courses, study hand to hand combat, study the finer points of how to make someone wish the were never born™ etc.

or you can do what most girls do... have a guy friend go over and monkey stomp him in the walmart parking lot.    



Blogger maverick

I had a very similar experience once...almost got ready to take someone out.

Never had the chance though...that's probably a good thing.

I'm glad you stopped yourself.

Just running into that situation would've been a bad idea, and wouldn't have done any good. They want you to get pissed off...don't give them that satisfaction.

Laugh at them...cause they're only jealous that their lives suck.    



Anonymous Anonymous

hi amanda... this is the first contact that we've had since ... crap, i can't even remember, (you'll probably edit this for grammar errors) but it's good to hear from you, and that sucks that your life is having these type of issues, i'm sorry for that. throughout life people have had issues dealing with emotions, some people freak out and cry, others show no emotion, some can't let go, and other freely walk away. you've always been able to handle emotions fairly well. At times we all fail, but we're glad CNN doesn't hear about it.

your friends,
Jason & Clarissa    



Anonymous Anonymous

WOW. i know your struggles with jeff, haha. i live here too, and have to witness every damaging detail. what i don't know is whether your "old buddies" were actually thankful cnn doesn't broadcast their shit, or whether they were calling YOU cnn and allowing jeff to play the victim. if so, then i guess grammar is the least important of the things jason needs to learn.
love you sis,

(p.s. if you did have a network, your hot ass would definately be on my tivo list)    



Anonymous Anonymous

Thanks for writing this.    



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