Belly up and the bobbies
Remember how you told me, Ms. Epistemological, to be careful, because if it all goes tits up, it’ll be a nightmare?
It’s a nightmare.
Hopefully that is a contraction of it and was.
Yesterday afternoon saw me in the police station reporting the harassment I have been experiencing these last few weeks. I went after discovering that coffee had been thrown over my washing and because he told me he wasn’t going to stop harassing me until I moved. I also went because he spat at me, kicked my front door, wouldn’t leave me alone, kept coming round my house demanding to speak to me, sent abusive emails and behaved menacingly towards me on the street.
I haven’t got time for this shit.
I start school in a couple of weeks and all I care about is getting through these next three years with the best grades as possible. And my cats. I really care about my cats which is why the motor oil all over Nimbus and the shit rubbed all over Naima went on that report too.
As I said a couple of entries ago, I’m not interested in drama. The police are though, it is their job to deal with it, and so when an irrelevant piece of existence kept trying to force his way into some kind of relevancy in my life, I knew there was only one thing to do - pass that shit over to the police.
So I did and they completely shocked me with their concern. He has already done enough for a case of harassment to be brought against him and so we left it with one more incident and then I am to call 999 and they will come and arrest him.
I really hope I don’t have to make that call.
But I will. If he forces me, I won’t hesitate to make that call.
When I got home today, there were 3 messages from the police on my voicemail from two different PCs. They were calling to check I am okay and that nothing more has happened. I am truly shocked. I truly thought they did nothing in these kind of situations. But I stand corrected - my local bobbies rule!
August 30th, 2005 at 9:28 pm
Sunuva Bitch!! Lay the smack down, Tank!! What kind of human being rubs motor oil on a cat!!!
August 31st, 2005 at 9:29 am
actually, it’s the shit part that bothers me more if i am honest. i can’t say for sure that he did it, but being that his actions have been so erratic, unpredictable and insane, it is more than likely.
August 31st, 2005 at 3:45 pm
Oh my god, when I read that I assumed you meant you weren’t sure what was rubbed all over Naima… Like “shit” as in “i don’t know what.” Not that it could be any better, but is it HIS shit??? Why do the police need to wait! That is super freaky.
PS - I sent you an email and I forgot that I don’t have your newest address, just your parents. Would you rather I sent it there for now anyway?
August 31st, 2005 at 4:43 pm
oh, no, hahaha, i meant faeces. as i said, i don’t know who did it, i just wouldn’t be surprised if it was him is all.
i’ll write you back shortly.
August 31st, 2005 at 5:57 pm
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be careful, tank. i know you are, but it’s scary to think of how far someone might go if they’ve done all this already. keep a bat next to your bed, and practice that swing.. my thoughts are with you, and i hope all the unnecessary bullshit drama is resolved soon.
August 31st, 2005 at 9:14 pm
just what he might do next is what prompted me to go to the police. he’s way too unpredictable and odd. the fact that he left it a month with no contact before he unleashed his nuttiness shows he has that stew-ability factor which never fares anyone well.
but thank you. i hope it is over and done with now too. my fallopian tubes are crossed for luck as ever.
September 1st, 2005 at 2:45 am
poor tank. reduced to 999. is that better than 000? ain’t been here in years. praise tank!!!
don’t worry ’bout school, tank. i’m going there too, and i’m old OLD, and not even half as wispy as you. I pray you scunt your ‘A’ levels, or whatever it is you’ll have to do over there. gud luk cunt!
September 1st, 2005 at 10:55 am
Oh my God, I’m so angry this has happened to you. And how DARE he touch your cats the shitty bastard. Honestly Tank, if anything happens again don’t delay, call the police. I’m pleased to hear they’ve been so supportive.
And as I said before, don’t worry about uni - you’re going to be more than fine!
September 1st, 2005 at 12:26 pm
sounds like a good excuse to come over and show you some kick-boxing, karate, kick his ass moves! did i tell you that i took lessons for 3 years? i may look innocent . . .
just keep walking with your head up! no daydreaming for a bit.
xo
September 1st, 2005 at 6:35 pm
actually, you know what sandy, i have been thinking about how to utilise ULU’s gym when i start school and i think i am going to take some kick boxing. something. i do want to feel more physically empowered. plus, i don’t have my bike in london, so i need some kind of fitness ting and ting.
and ms epis, it IS all bollix, isn’t it. but i do want to reiterate that i can’t be sure it was him that did that to ma babies. i only know that someone did and that it could be him.
September 1st, 2005 at 7:09 pm
No worries, I really hope it wasn’t him.