I've recently had someone tell me that they were going to shoot me in the face with a Baretta 92f. So I imagine I can classify that as a death threat right? I mean, if you were shot in the face by such a weapon, it's unlikely that you'd survive, in fact you WOULD die, ergo, Death Threat.
or wait - as far-fetched as this is, the same person, also threatened to have the Queen kill me on 2, yes, 2 (thats TWO) occassions. I mean it's the Queen, she does look like she can get pretty mad though (see picture right). I guess it'd be unlikely that the Queen would be interested in me (I Pay Taxes!) much less put a hit on me. Unless I've comiitted treason (which I think is still punishable by death, even though the Death Penatly in this Country is long laid to rest - pardon the pun!) it's unlikely that the CPS will put me on trial and the Judge sentence me to the gallows, I think you'd just get life, or locked up in a Mental Hospital (mind pending investigation of course).
SO Crazy Lady - you may remember this post about her that I did in April. She's at it again. I took a few screen shots (it's evidence!) because this time I will be calling my local police station and asking them what I can do, I tried calling THIS police force, who ironically have a motto "We Care, We Listen, We Act", and they have done NADA.
Firstly I take offence to being referred to as "the fat ones", do I look like the koolaid man? I mean, yeah, I am a little (ok a bit more than a little) overweight, but sheesh! and secondly, I'm also referred to as "and you in England". Unless someone else on that facebook comment was from England, chances are it's directed at me. (and they said Logic wasn't my forte!)
So here we have another one, not me this time, but someone else. Ever heard the saying the Truth Hurts? well someone just ripped the band aid (plaster) off real fast.
Death Threats on facebook, not the smartest move!
The 2nd part of the screenshot above.
I particularly like how she refers to herself in the 3rd person...
And this is the most recent threat. If I come to Cayman, she'll bring it. I should stay here and think she doesn't have connections. I'm not sure at what point I should pee my pants. These Connections, do they lead to Buckingham Palace? However much I feel that this is all just an act, I'm not spending £800 and 2 weeks vacation to go and run the risk of flying into Cayman to have my face shot off. For someone who got bail for "atempted to murder", her spellings not very good. But then do you need good spelling to be a murderer? What about grammar? Punctuation?
I have a lot more screen shots of this type of behaviour, which if I posted would take up a lot of space on this here blog, so I'm not going to post all of them. Instead I think I will put them all on a cheap flash drive and give them to the police.
Sadly it goes to show that bullying just doesn't happen in the school playground, or amoungst the office politics. I don't stand for bullies.
I was bullied when I moved to England, and started School. After about a week of it I put my foot down and stood up to them. I was 13, the new girl, the girl with the funny accent, and an easy target, they pushed me about, pushed in front of me in the lunch line, called me names, and then one day I snapped, I think my exact words were "you want a piece of me, come one then, lets get this over with, you want to start the first punch, or shall I?" (in my little Caribbean accent) and after that they never bullied me again, instead it became an almost healthy type of respect (and a little bit of "shit yourself" scaredness - it's what I like to think anyway).
That didn't stop another group of girls bullying me, they called me a lesbian, and teased me (even though I totally wasn't a lesbian) and ironically, the girl who started that turned out to be a lesbian!
Throughout the years I've seen people bullied, I've been bullied and I've given advice to others in dealing with it. I've had bosses treat me unfairly in the workplace. They piled the work on, no let up, even when I asked for help, so I left them in the lurch, I quit. You can't respect me, and give me help when I need it, then I can't help you. Poor guy had to do all his own corporate banking and finish working the fraud cases, plus find other people to answer the B2B emails, phone calls and faxes and man the Customer Services Staff.
So I'll say it now, and I'm only saying it once (apart from when I said it on facebook earlier).
I don't appreciate people talking to me in an abusive or threatening manner, and I don't appreciate people doing it to my family either. I don't appreciate insults and bad mouthing. I DO NOT and WILL NOT tolerate it. I WILL ALWAYS stand up for my friends and family regardless of what they've done and I don't care who I have to stand up to. They are my family and my friends and I am fiercely loyal to them.


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Aint nothing wrong with les-beans ;)
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