Sunday, July 31, 2022

Some Posts (07 30 2022 - 07 31 2022)

July 30, 2022:

Post 01:

Remember how I stepped on the bloody gauze in the ER? When I got home I used Lysol on my contaminated shoe and it dripped on my sock. No HIV risk, right? First off, HIV outside the body is like a fish out of water. It would be dead. Secondly, the disinfectant would've killed HIV.


July 31, 2022:

Post 01:

Before you jump to conclusions, Help is a very general word that lots of people can relate to. John Lennon and the Beatles literally wrote a famous song called Help. I think a lot of people could see this artwork and apply it to their life in a lot of different ways.

Post 02:

I'll just do what my parents do. Say it by talking in metaphors. Although I wrote it. Help could be about the people of North Korea being held hostage by Kim Jong-un... OR it could be homage to smug John Lennon. Ok, I'll be frank, it has nothing to do with that douche (Lennon).

Post 03:

I hope smug millionaire John Lennon was all right when he was writing Help. He was crying out somebody please, please help me (Sarcasm).

I have family members who are blown away by the "genius" lyrics of that song, yet they don't empathize with their family members who need Help.

Post 04:

When I got home from the gym, my dirty headphones gave me a noticeable scratch on my neck. There's a discolored red scratch mark on my skin. Normally, I'd be obsessing about contamination fears, but with all the adverse side effects from the rabies vaccine, I'm almost don't care.

Post 05:

After getting two doses of the rabies vaccine (and have two more to go), I noticed I'm having increased difficulty with swallowing. Also, my muscle keeps spasming where I got the shot. I'm getting horrible adverse side effects. This is a nightmare that I wish never happened.

Post 06:

I need to remind myself all the good things my parents have done for me. Even if you think the rabies vaccine is crazy, an overreaction, and insane. They're not sadistic deceivers. This is not attempted murder. They probably want me safe and sound in their own rabies vaccine way.

Post 07:

My life has been unimaginable horror beyond your wildest imagination. But who cares? Now I get to be in a movie with Ryan Reynold, Taylor Swift, and Sacha Baron Cohen and get to meet all the rich and famous celebrities. (Sarcasm). Assuming my movie star daydream isn't a delusion.

Help (07 31 2022)

Help (07 31 2022):



We Are The Rabies Family (07 31 2022)

We Are The Rabies Family (07 31 2022):



Saturday, July 30, 2022

John Lennon, Capitalism, Class Differences, People Who Riot

Post 01:

About John Lennon's Man of Peace, imagine no possessions message. It's some millionaire preaching at us. How we should be happy. It's out of touch, delusional. I see why it angered a lot of people. Because it's so pretentious and smug. He thinks he's of superior intelligence.

Post 02:

You might say Limp Bizkit's Break Stuff and The Notorious B.I.G.'s Who Shot Ya? are violent and we shouldn't condone violence. But if you're living in poverty and some millionaire is telling you to be happy. I understand why someone might want to riot and "punch you in the face."

Post 03:

I think people who are living in poverty, have no power, are unheard, want success, but they're being hell down by the millionaires and billionaires of our society. They're being preached at. Told how to behave. I don't condone violence. But I see why people might get fed up.

Post 04:

My recent posts are just philosophical thoughts about class differences in capitalism.

"John Lennon" is just a metaphor for smug millionaires. It could be a doctor or a CEO who think they're above you.

A lot of people are envious and angry. All they know how to do is riot.

Artwork (07 30 2022)

The Warlock, AK William, World Heavyweight Champion (07 30 2022):


Help Me, In Hell, No Freedom (07 30 2022):



Snake (My Dads Coloring) (07 30 2022)

Snake (My Dads Coloring) (07 30 2022):



Friday, July 29, 2022

Some Posts (07 29 2022)

Post 01:

After forcing me to get the Rabies Vaccine, my mother buys me Organic Bananas. It's almost comical like it's some sick game to her.

Post 02:

I must remember that my mother buying Organic Bananas isn't a sick joke. She's not taunting me. She probably thought the Rabies Vaccine was helping the family, not killing us.

Post 03:

Psychiatrists can make some bullshit narrative that I needed the psychiatric medications, that I wasn't being chemically lobotomized into submission, with my mother trying to kill me with the unnatural meds... Can you really argue the Rabies Vaccine isn't attempted murder?

Post 04:

They'll say my mother isn't well. This isn't intentional. She isn't trying to murder me. In her mind, she believes it's helping. That's not true. Yesterday, she was making jokes about how ridiculous this is and my stepdad was oblivious. He took his Rabies Vaccine like a puppet!

Post 05:

My father is a sadistic deceiver too. I trusted him and used his hand sanitizer today (the monster card flipped), now I'm becoming afraid he's going to secretly betray me. The monster card flipped once again Could the hand sanitizer he poured on my hand have been contaminated?

Post 06:

Sometimes I feel like what I'm saying about my parents is TRUE and it's everybody else who can't see or doesn't want to see. They just do their jobs, make their money, and don't want to bother. It's too difficult of an issue to tackle. So they let this man get tortured.

Post 07:

I currently live in Long Island with my parents. I'm getting taken care of. Disabled at 35 years old. No job. I don't have friends or girlfriend. I'm solitary most of the time.

Post 08:

When I get angry at my parents and think they're sadistic deceivers, realize the financial burden I am on them. I provide nothing to the household. They still don't view me as a burden. They find my dependency as burdensome. But my parents love me very much and want me to succeed

Post 09:

In psychiatry we concluded how my mind works is a bit like a two-sided playing card. On one side, I view my parents as loving people who want the best for me. Sometimes the card will flip if I'm in a bad mood, I'll think of them as sadistic deceivers. It's really shades of grey.

Post 10:

When I'm viewing my parents with the sadistic deceiver SATAN lens try to remember all the happy times, love, and fun. Maybe my parents did something to upset me. They're not perfect. Nobody is. Don't lose sight of all the positive, get angry, and think they're the evilest of evil

Post 11:

When your mind gets rapid delusional mood swings about people going from they love me, to they're sadistic Satan, back to they love me again, it's going to hurt your ability to have meaningful relationships. People won't understand how your mind works. They'll be confused.

Thursday, July 28, 2022

A Bat In The House And Rabies Vaccine Posts

July 27, 2022:

Post 01:

There was a bat in the house. It might've been from me leaving the door open briefly. My mom thinks we should all get rabies shots.

Post 02:

There was a bat in the house. Ugh.

Always some drama it seems.

Today's problem is: do we need to get rabies shots? I'm sure an update is coming. I'll just go for the ride.

Post 03:

It's like a sitcom. On today's episode, the gang encounters a bat in the house, so they all decide to get rabies shots. It's just unnecessary drama. I wish this never happened. We'll see what the exterminator says if and when he catches it. Apparently he's coming tonight.


July 28, 2022:

Post 01:

Today I'm getting rabies shots with mom and stepdad... This should be a fun day (sarcasm). Ugh!

Post 02:

My dad joked "I'm the Batman".

This is real life, not a sensational fantasy superhero movie. In real life it'll cause rabies. Haha.

Wasn't Morbius attacked by bats too? I'm not really sure what his origin story was.

Also, covid-19 supposedly comes from bats, not a Chinese lab.

Post 03:

Since they say covid-19 came from bats, not an accidental lab leak where the Chinese government was experimenting with biological weapons... We shouldn't be worried about rabies. We should be worried we're going to start the next pandemic. (Sarcasm)

Post 04:

This is like the Chevy Chase movie National Lampoon's Vacation. We're about to have a family road trip and vacation where we're all gonna get rabies shots.

Post 05:

My parents said a bat flew into the house from me leaving the door open when I let the dogs outside. Well, I don't remember leaving the door open. I'm not saying I didn't. But if I did, it wasn't that memorable. IF there was a bat in the house it might not have come from me.

Post 06:

I'm starting to get paranoid that my parents are lying to me. They're really planning to put me in the psychiatric hospital. I don't need a medication increase. I don't need to be hospitalized.

Relax. They're not deceiving me. We're all getting rabies shots today from a bat.

Post 07:

I just texted my mom: "You're not planning to put me in the psychiatric hospital, are you? This is really a rabies vaccination? Because I don't need a psychiatric hospitalization or medication increase."

Post 08:

Yeah, this isn't adding up. This "rabies vaccination" is totally going to be a psychiatric hospitalization. I'm going to pass my psychiatric evaluation with flying colors. They won't hospitalize me because I don't need to be hospitalized or chemically lobotomized.

Post 09:

Mom said this is really a rabies vaccination. There really was a bat in the house and we were all exposed to it. She's not deceiving me. This is not going to be a psychiatric hospitalization. And the road trip is about to begin right now. This is like a Hollywood movie.

Post 10:

So we're in the Emergency Room waiting to get a rabies shot. The wait will be forever. It's crowded and very dirty. There was a bloody gauze pad from somebody's blood test that I stepped on with my shoe. It didn't go through. My mom and stepdad told me it's no contamination risk.

Post 11:

The blood on the gauze pad was very small, dried, and I only stepped on it with my shoe and it didn't go through my shoe. But needless to say it's driving my OCD wild. Relax. It didn't touch any skin. Simply clean my shoes with disinfectant when I get home. Don't panic!

Post 12:

The wait in the Emergency Room has been nightmarish so far. I don't want to be here. I almost wish to leave and take the rabies risk.

They just called my parents so it looks like I'll be summoned shortly.

What a horrible day this has been so far. I can't wait to be home again.

Post 13:

After waiting in Emergency Room purgatory for forever... Then we moved from room 1 into room 2 for more waiting. In room 2 they took our vitals. But the rabies shot has yet to happen. I hope I'm out of here sometime this year.

Post 14:

We were called to a desk and just gave all our information, but ten hours later (not literally yet), we're STILL waiting for the rabies shot. I'm trying to be patient. But this has been the day from hell. Someday this nightmare will be over. But the waiting is STILL going on.

Post 15:

I'm about to get the rabies shot momentarily. It looks nightmarish from my stepdad. I don't even want to get it. Firstly, I never even saw the bat. I wish we could've tested the bat and if it didn't have rabies then I wouldn't get one. Well, we're here now and I'm not coming back

Post 16:

So the rabies shot is done. It was horrible. We have to do it again in 7 days, then again in an another 7. Thankfully, this time we don't have to come to the Emergency Room. We can go to the urgent care. This was the day from hell. Thankfully, we'll be leaving momentarily.

Post 17:

I'm getting paranoid the workers didn't like me and they were psychopaths who wanted to contaminate me when giving the injection. There I go again. The real world isn't full of sadistic monsters. They were just doing their job. They don't care about deceiving and killing me.

Post 18:

An hour or so after getting the rabies shot we're STILL HERE doing vitals. My mother joked, which almost seemed sarcastic, "have you ever seen a whole family come in ER for rabies shots?" The worker was professional but I think was looking at us like it was a little weird.

Post 19:

Driving home from the ER after the rabies shot in the family car. The monster card has flipped. Now I realize the reason my mom had me get the shot is for precaution reasons. She was trying to help me, not on the sly trying to kill the family. It's the sadistic deceiver delusion.

Post 20:

I'm finally home after the ER. I Lysoled my shoes. The shoe that stepped on the bloody gauze dripped wet disinfectant on my sock when I went to put it away. Would you worry about contamination? Or would you relax and kiss it up to God?

Post 21:

I'm showered and clean after the ER. But something scratched my hand and put dirt on it. I noticed when I was in the shower. I think it was that handprint machine. I'm getting contamination fears, afraid of HIV, but try not to worry. It would be like winning the unlucky lottery.

Wednesday, July 27, 2022

February 13, 2010 and March 6, 2010

February 13, 2010:




 March 6, 2010:














September 16, 2007

One of the first cell phone pics. It's from September 16, 2007. It reminds me of a comedic modeling picture - like George Costanza in Seinfeld. But obviously, the photo is very low quality because it was taken with a 2007 cell phone. I would love to get an artist to enhance this.



Tuesday, July 26, 2022

Some Posts (07 25 2022 - 07 26 2022)

July 25, 2022:

Post 01:

Although I have acid reflux, I was diagnosed with Eosinophilic Esophagitis (EoE). An allergic reaction to something I'm consuming is what's causing my stomach pain, heartburn, difficulty swallowing, AND acid reflux. It's commonly something like dairy, wheat, soy, nuts, or fish.

Post 02:

I was told to stop taking Omeprazole... And was prescribed Rabeprazole for Eosinophilic Esophagitis (EoE). I've been trying to get it for a week, but my insurance doesn't cover it. I need prior authorization, a letter of medical necessity, or an alternative medication.

Post 03:

I hope to get the medication and treat my Eosinophilic Esophagitis (EoE) as soon as possible because, while there's no esophagus damage or cancer yet. If left untreated for an extended period of time that can develop. I was in hell earlier this year with acid reflux from EoE.

Post 04:

It's 11:30 pm on my 35th birthday. I think it's safe to say this wasn't the life-changing, most magical day of my life, where all my dreams came true, that I was hoping for.

Oh well, maybe next year on my 36th birthday.

But seriously, I need to meet friends in the REAL WORLD.


July 26, 2022:

Post 01:

When I think baristas and fast food workers are secretly and intentionally contaminating my food because they don't like me or are envious I'm going to be a movie star soon. Fight it off. Most people won't contaminate your food unless you do something mean to them. I haven't.

Post 02:

I guess it's possible a barista can target me specifically and spit on my bagel, but the entire world isn't full of sadistic deceiver bullies who want to murder me with HIV. Realize a lot of this is sickness. I noticed wetness on my bagel, but it might have even come from me.

Post 03:

Maybe it's extreme self-consciousness, but sometimes I feel like everybody can tell I'm mentally ill. I often get paranoid people don't like me, or want to be my friend, and they're trying to get me out of their life permanently, no more interactions with me. Try not to overthink

Post 04:

In a professional setting, when you need somebody to do something but they keep not doing it, I know people who could start screaming. I personally like to be professional, especially if I'll need this person in the future. I don't want them as an enemy. Be nice. Just persistent.

Post 05:

My parents want me to "go up on my psychiatric medication" again. But their reasons as to why I "need to" is just me asserting myself, confronting them about their gaslighting and abuse. They want me chemically lobotomized, medicated into an unnatural passive and submissive state.

Post 06:

There's no question my life turned out horribly. I'm 35 years old and have never had a REAL life. But my parents aren't sadistic deceivers who were depriving me of socialization and pleasure, trying to give me the worst life imaginable (torture). My parents want me to succeed.

Post 07:

If my parents TRULY wanted to torture me they'd kick me on the street and make me homeless. They wouldn't provide me with food, an apartment, the internet. My chains are internal, not maternal. My mom is not forcing me to pour my life down the drain as a "disabled adult child."

Post 08:

When you didn't socialize in your teenage years, twenties, and early thirties, you're going to lack social skills. There's a stigma with mental health challenges. People will notice that you're different and reject you. It's not entirely "extreme self-consciousness."



Monday, July 25, 2022

Artwork (07 25 2022)

Happy Birthday To All (07 25 2022):


Birthday, Dreams Come True (07 25 2022):


Birthday, Social Media Wishes (07 25 2022):



Green Bunny, Happy Birthday (My Moms Coloring) (07 25 2022)

Green Bunny, Happy Birthday (My Moms Coloring) (07 25 2022):



My Dads Colorings (07 25 2022)

Happy Birthday Andy (My Dads Coloring) (07 25 2022):


Trees (My Dads Coloring) (07 25 2022):



Sunday, July 24, 2022

Some Posts (07 24 2022)

July 24, 2022:

Post 01:

When I get paranoid that my parents are sadistic decievers, who are putting on a facade but will betray me in secret... fight off the delusions. Why would they provide me with a  beautiful apartment, food, and the internet, just to secretly sabotage me? They want me to succeed.

Post 02:

The past few nights there's been a puddle in my apartment by my sink. Tonight it looked yellowish and I was getting contamination fears. It COULD be sink water getting on the floor, I could have a leak, but I'm becoming suspicious my parents are sadistic deceivers behind my back.

Post 03:

Even if my parents are lying to me about a lot of things, even if the sadistic deceiver thoughts are true... My parents want me to succeed. They don't want me to get HIV. They don't want to murder me. They are hoping for my success because it will lead to them getting successful.

Post 04:

Tomorrow is my 35th birthday and I'm hoping my secret admirer soulmate woman will surprise me and say: "It's time to be a millionaire movie star." My dreams will come true. Don't have high expectations for my birthday tomorrow because I'll be disappointed when nothing happens.

Post 05:

What will actually happen on my birthday, social media will remind a bunch of people it's my birthday, and they'll wish me happy birthday on Facebook. I'll briefly spend time around my parents, eat leftover cake. If I'm expecting the most magical day of my life - it won't happen.

Post 06:

It's sad I wasted most of my life solitary and didn't have many enjoyable birthdays. But it's my responsibility to make myself desirable to women, to get financially independent, live in the real world, and get adult responsibilities... Only then will I have a TRUE girlfriend.

Post 07:

My dad lists his birthday on Facebook as July 4th and all the social media sheep wish him a "happy birthday", but his birthday is actually September 22nd.

Yesterday, we celebrated my birthday. I shared the posts. Acquaintances wished me "happy birthday." My birthday is July 25th.

Post 08:

Wishing somebody a "happy birthday" on Facebook is like saying: "I'm pretending to be your friend, but don't want to be in your life." You could literally list the wrong birthday - like my dad - and he still has tons of people wishing him HBD every year on the wrong day.

Post 09:

If you want a real relationship with someone don't lie to them. Maybe your friend or family member was worthless to you at the time and didn't appear like they'd have a successful future... When he discovers the truth, that you're a sadistic deceiver, he's not going to be happy.

Post 10:

Sometimes the people who you dismiss as a loser with no future wind up having the brightest future when they come back with determination and make themselves a millionaire. Then the bullies who traumatized this person and made him sick years prior want to be his friend.

Friday, July 22, 2022

Some Posts (07 21 2022 - 07 22 2022)

July 21, 2022:

Post 01:

In the bathroom at the gym, I touched the soap dispenser immediately after a guy touched it. I got his wetness and soap on my hands. Most likely it was just soap, water, or sweat. None of those will contaminate you with anything life-changing.

Post 02:

At the gym, when I was working out on the treadmill, my phone slipped from my hands and fell on the ground behind me. I had to stop my workout and pick up my phone from the ground everybody walks with their dirty shoes. Gross, but no contamination risk.

Post 03:

At the gym tonight, dust was coming off the ceiling fan, and it landed on my treadmill. It's a little unpleasant. But it's not a contamination risk.

Post 04:

Being in a toxic environment can make you severely mentally ill if it goes on for too long. If you didn't have depression beforehand, being surrounded by toxic people may lead to you becoming depressed. Talk nicely to people and they'll be happy. Talk mean and they'll be sad.


July 22, 2022:

Post 01:

About the Eosinophilic Esophagitis, I'm starting to wonder what is the allergic reaction that's causing it... Then I start to catastrophize my "delusions" weren't complete fantasy. Maybe my mom is murdering me by poisoning my food. DELUSIONAL! All evidence is that she loves me.

Post 02:

Even if my mom is not literally putting bleach in my dinners... Still, by forcing me to take a mega regimen of psychiatric medications for ten years. Could they have caused the Eosinophilic Esophagitis? My pharmacologist said about EoE, "It's not a condition I am an expert in".

Post 03:

Eosinophilic Esophagitis is a relatively new condition that my psychopharmacologist isn't an expert in. I took these unnatural medications, almost against my will, and he basically says he doesn't know and talk to gastrologist. I don't want to be a lab rat who gets a new disease.

Post 04:

I need to realize I'm getting delusional about my mother. If she was truly putting on a facade and wanted to give me the worst life imaginable... She'd kick me on the street and make me homeless... Not feed me dinner, provide me with an apartment, cell phone, and the internet.

Post 05:

Sometimes I can get rapid delusional mood swings about friends and family. In my mind, they can go from a loved one, to SATAN, an evil sadistic deceiver. This hurts my ability to have meaningful relationships. The key is to fully trust my loved ones and realize they love me.

Post 06:

These rapid delusional mood swings about loved ones usually correlates with emotion. If I'm having fun, in a good mood, the negative delusions usually don't come out. If they frighten me, upset me, anger me, or if I'm in a bad mood, that's when my mind goes haywire at times.

Post 07:

The truth is usually a shades of grey issue. Although my loved ones aren't perfect, they also aren't the evilest of evil SATAN. The truth is somewhere in between. When they upset me and the delusional mood swings creep in don't lose sight of this.

Thursday, July 21, 2022

Wednesday, July 20, 2022

Neck

I have a scar that goes around my neck. My dermatologist told me it's repeated scarring from accidentally nicking myself while shaving, but it looks really bad. Initially, I was afraid it's skin cancer. Maybe it's time to use an electric razor.



Monday, July 18, 2022

Some Posts (07 16 2022 - 07 18 2022)

July 16, 2022:

Post 01:

All I'm going to wear when I'm around my dad is Cena Jorts and the Syd Barrett white tank top. I'll make him think I don't own better clothes. Lol.

Post 02:

I touched the spray cleaner that's used to clean the treadmills. On the cleaner, there was some kind of slime. I'm not sure what it was. But it got on my hand. The likelihood some psychopath is trying to murder me is slim. It's most likely sweat, or the spray cleaner itself.


July 18, 2022:

Post 01:

When I'm single and have nobody coming over my apartment, I can go months without washing my bedsheets.

Post 02:

I desperately need friends and socialization with peers. Ideally, I'd like to meet a friend who's a woman.

If anybody lives near me, wants to be friends, socialize, and have fun together feel free to reach out.

I'm interested in genuine friendship. No bullies.

Post 03:

I'm on medication for acid reflux, but it's still bothering me. Going to gastrologist soon. Not sure why this won't go away. It sucks.

I think it's the coffee. I thought the Nitro Cold Brew was good for acid reflux?

I'm addicted to caffeine, feel like a zombie when I don't have it.

Post 04:

Sometimes you don't want to admit it, especially when you enjoy your coffee in the morning, but that is the problem that is causing the acid reflux. When I tried to give up coffee a few weeks ago, I was like a zombie and was so irritable due to the withdrawal. My parents noticed.

Post 05:

Before I have my coffee, I'm cranky, groggy. Then I have it, it's like Popeye and spinach. I'm chipper, energetic, and happy. It's because I'm addicted to the caffeine. So when I try to withdraw from it, I become very fatigued and irritable. But I'm getting bad acid reflux.

Post 06:

When I was leaving the gym it was windy and dirt and gravel blew into my eye. I'm afraid somebody walked on it with dirty shoes prior and I'm getting contamination fears. But don't worry. This is no risk. Occasionally wind will blow dirt into your eyes.

Post 07:

I'm putting on a comedy clinic, my artwork and social media posts are gold. Are my parents really that blind to my worth? Do they not want to accept my worth? As an artist, I'm like the best in the world and everybody tells me what a loser I am. It's so frustrating.

Post 08:

They say I need an assisted living group home. When the people I'm dependent on, my parents, go away it'll be a rude awakening for me. Look at my social media posts. I should be a millionaire movie star right this second. Actually, I should have been years ago.

Post 09:

I'm tired of being treated like a burden. I'm tired of being dependent and feeling worthless. Somebody show me some love and tell me how special I am. Not that I'm this loser that could potentially be homeless, or in assisted living group home. Tell me how talented I am right now.

Post 10:

I lost an enormous amount of time, solitary, in a fantasyland. Who is to blame? The childhood bullies? My parents? Who is the sadistic persecutor who traumatized me? Remember, my parents weren't trying to give me the worst life imaginable. But the bullies were trying to hurt me.

Post 11:

Yes, my parents were neglectful. There needed to be an intervention when I was 18 years old. But they're providing me with a place to live, food, water, and shelter. If my parents really didn't love me, if they wanted to torture me... I'm 34 years old, they'd make me homeless.

Post 12:

The two biggest problems I have with my parents are:

When I was self-sabotaging and could've dropped dead (running years), they allowed it to go on for over five years.

Also, forcing me to take the mega regimen of psychiatric medication for 10 years or so. Will I get cancer now?

Post 13:

My mom would complain about her medication and call it "mind-numbing." How do you think I felt? I was taking significantly more than her and if it killed me I feel like she wouldn't have even cared that much. It'd be a relief like finally the burden is gone.

July 18, 2022

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Thursday, July 14, 2022

Macy's, Order Never Came, Massapequa (07 14 2022)

Post 01:

I bought four polo shirts off of the internet. According to Macy's, some guy named Gregor signed for it. They had the right address. But it was never delivered to my house. Really weird. Unless it was accidentally delivered to one of our neighbors, I can't think of what happened.

Post 02:

The shipping address is correct.

We'll see what happens. Either a neighbor will bring it over to us and correct the mistake. Or I'll have to file with Macy's that it was never delivered. Get reimbursed.

I was excited for the shirts. Makes me not want to order from Macy's again.

Post 03:

Macy's said a proof of delivery letter will be sent.

I have to let them know how the signature wasn't mine or anybody I know. Such a pain in the neck.

I wanted my four shirts today.

I think they confused Massapequa Park for Massapequa. I'm Massapequa. It's a different town.

Post 04:

Macy's is shipping a replacement order at premium shipping. So that means it will be coming very soon. Need to sign. My address is correct. But I noticed the ZIP code on the shipping address is 11758-5722. 11758 is my zip code, not 11758-5722. I'm Massapequa, not North Massapequa.

Post 05:

I have no idea who "Gregor" is. But maybe he's bizarro Andrew from North Massapequa or Massapequa Park. Is North Massapequa the good Massapequa? Do you have financial independence and freedom there? Maybe I'm the bad Massapequa. Then again he's signing for orders that aren't his.

Video:


UPDATE:
My Macy's shirts came. They were shipping to the wrong address. Not sure how they came up with the address... But the address was clearly not mine. It only came a day late. Now apparently I have a replacement order coming that I must return to store, refuse, or send back to them.


July 14, 2022

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