Warning vs. Threat

Read these postings first if you are new to my blog or are in need of a quick reference.

Additional notes added May 15, 2022:  

What did Trish, the blonde Mona Lisa say to the D.T.A. that gave her the idea that she could report me and not expose her antics to head office and the police?  Also, Trish told me that she is an avid reader so it was very unlikely that she didn't read more into my blog to find out why I disclosed the D.T.A.'s name in Another Set-Up Attempt. 

Also, that post was made on Oct 23, 2018 and the D.T.A. waited until Nov. 26, 2018 to force management to present that to H.O., the day that Trish showed her my blog post.  The D.T.A. knew and had been following my blog well before that.  Otherwise, her adopted son wouldn't have been shuddering in my presence.  Read the 6th paragraph of this blog post to see what I mean.

Another tell-tale sign that Trish was a shit disturber is that she made eye contact with an employee sometime in early 2020, who she hasn't acquainted herself to and then that employee hasn't seen her in the store for 6 months since then and counting.  Clearly, Trish was trying to help the D.T.A. elude accountability.

YOU, the death-threat accomplice, tried to twist things around and accuse me of threatening your (reputation) by me disclosing your name on my blog.  A threat is when you are threatening to take someone's life (kill me).  What I was simply doing was warning you of the consequences if YOU didn't leave me alone.  YOU are the provoker and the instigator - NOT the victim.

I've given you a few warnings via body language and facial expression directed towards you, along with 3 notable warnings on this blog:

1. "Update on My Foes..."
2. "Telling Her Off"
3. "Another Set-up Attempt" 

You JUST WOULDN'T STOP bothering me!!!  You would always hang around the store well after work.  Sometimes you would go home early in the afternoon and then come back into the store at 9 p.m..  You would pretend you needed something in the aisle I was working in or in the aisles near me, just to check up on me.  It was a very unnatural shopping behaviour you exhibited.

On January 17, 2018, I came into the store as a customer to buy a computer magazine, a large soup, and a lumberjack sandwich.  I was trying to pay for my stuff at the deli cash register.  You left your self-scan area to talk to a clerk working at one of the produce tables just to check up on me.  It wasn't enough to scare you that I noticed?  I had to give you a long, stern stare before you were scared back to your post.  Not only did you not see me taking pictures of shoes, but you disrupted a coworker's productivity, and some paying customers may have walked through the self-scan area without paying for all of their items.

If you were truly the victim, you wouldn't have been on a constant attack to get me fired.  You wouldn't have waited a month and a half to accuse me of "threatening" you after you saw my "Another Set-up Attempt" post.  You were scared to draw the attention of your heinous act to you from management and head office.  The only reason why YOU were able to muster up enough courage to "report" me was because of a regular customer named:  "Trish".

Ladies & gentleman, this woman is about 5'4" in her mid to upper 30's, weighing about 130 lbs, with a slim build.  She wears her straight, blond hair draped down to her mid back most of the time.  Sometimes she'll tie her hair up into a single long, braided pigtail.  The best way I can describe her is that she looks like a blonde Mona Lisa (with a wider eye expression), wearing Mizuno runners, and flip flops when she's in a more laid back mood.  She read my blog and then tells the store manager that I'm ruining her reputation by handing out business cards.  After that, she went and got H.B. at the Running Room in trouble (for what she did to me).  I saw quite the staff turnover in that store since.  I don't see Tracy McKeown's (Frontrunners employee) boyfriend in there anymore, as well as Cheryl Davies' (Frontrunners employee) ex-coworker working in there anymore.  This ex-coworker of hers shoe-posed for me and then got together with Cheryl to set me up for a second time by sending in the mango gal.

If my assessment of the situation was accurate, Trish was just being a sh*t disturber.  How could she be so concerned about the tarnished reputation of a criminal, then turn around and get a couple of my enemies in trouble?

By the way, how come a couple of months later, I saw you, Trish, methodically walking towards the Fit4Less entrance, dressed completely in black with this mischievous smirk on your face?  Your shoes are usually more colourful than that.  Were you trying to dissuade me from asking you for pictures of your shoes should you run into me at that gym?  My point is that Trish's complaint(s) shall now be deemed a farce moving forward.  She is a drama-creating troublemaker.