So the day before yesterday I was on my way to exercise when I realized that I forgot to bring my jump rope. I started jumping rope years ago when I started martial arts and so I’ve spent many hours jumping rope and I’ve been practicing doubles, which is high intensity, so it’s a good workout. So I go back to my room, open my drawer and my jump rope wasn’t there. I questioned whether I had left it somewhere else, but I was quick to rule that out because the last time I jumped rope I actually thought I had left it behind, and it was actually in my pocket, surprisingly. Then I started recalling conversations that I had with others within the last couple of days, and they were basically implicitly telling me that my jump rope was going to be stolen. So based on the reactions I was getting from people, I determined that my roommate stole my jump rope from one of my unlocked drawers. This isn’t the first time stuff has been taken from these drawers; recently, I had counted the number of water bottles I had and there were a couple missing. So I was somewhat angry because this behavior has been going on for sometime now, but at the same time I thought it was funny because it’s a reaction based on envy and jealousy. See, I’ve been working on improving my pull-ups for a couple of months, but I recently made a serious effort to increase my maximum and was successful… and if you want to see me do an insane amount of pull-ups, Instagram. So now I want to get back into jump rope and do as many doubles as possible; I haven’t been able to reach my max in years. But haters are going to hate and they stole my jump rope.
So I continue on with my workout without the jump rope and I figured I’d go do a couple of pull-ups before a run and think about how I should resolve this issue. When I get to the pull up bar, I see a jump rope very similar to mine, but not mine:
Then I see another guy with a jump rope, and another guy with a jump rope, which is cool, I’m happy to see that people are getting into jump rope. But for people to steal my jump rope to stop me from jumping rope is … I don’t know … I’m lost for words; it’s not like it’s going to make you any better at jumping rope.
After working out, I figured since management said there was nothing they could do, and since within the last couple of months my mail was tampered with, where someone opened, stole an electronic device, then resealed the envelope with tape, and someone went into my locked closet, took my room key, then went back into my locked closet again to returned my room key, it was time to make an official complaint with law enforcement.
So yesterday I went to the police department, and just like back at home, they were expecting me because of the cyberstalking. Don’t get me wrong, I like the police, I support the police, I even tweeted this, and my issue isn’t really with the police per se; my issue is with these cyberstalkers and harassers and how they are influencing the police. I actually feel bad for the police because they actually might feel like they are caught in the middle. I actually feel bad for the people in charge here too because they seem very careful putting too much pressure on these young adults because they don’t want to feel responsible if anyone commits suicide… which is … I don’t know… I’m lost for words again. You can’t call suicide every time you’re about to get in trouble. Or for example, I constantly hear people say “that hurts” but I’m like WTF I’m not doing anything to you. On the other had, I deal with verbal attacks on a daily basis with people even telling me to kill myself, so go figure.
Anyway, so I start speaking with the police officer and he was cool in general, but I could tell he already spoke to somebody because he was whispering things like “that hurts,” “rape,” and “break.” So like most people around me, he was being two faced and passive aggressive with a cry for sympathy followed up by verbal attacks. And I replied respectfully saying that people need to control their envy and jealousy, and I think people would be happier if we just lived and let live. I also mentioned that I think freedom is a very misunderstood concept nowadays and as long as I’m not doing something to someone, then I’m free to do whatever I want, even if it makes someone jealous. Then I also mentioned how writing to the internet has been more effected than filing police reports. Then he mentioned not to disclose this information to the internet. Then I said I have freedom of speech and police reports are public records and so I’m actually free to talk about whatever I want to talk about… so God Bless America. I was very respectful and left thanking him for his service.