My Life In Hell

Joseph is a tall thin as a rail black homosexual who works for Shoprite supermarket on Ave.I in Brooklyn. Tele.718-252-5770, 800-Shoprite. When I first met him He didn't say anything just stared. Blacks are completely superficial, no substance you are to them only what they can see. They're taught from the womb and continue to be indoctrinated that only black is good and important white is nothing; and if you don't have much to begin with they really look down on you. If you have material items they want what you have and take it from you for them selves. After a while Joseph developed a facade, a mask so as which to tolerate me. Then one day when I came in, I saw him checking people out, so when I was ready to check out he was no where to be found, I had to go to someone else. When I was finished he conveniently turns up with the excuse that he was on a break. The next time I saw him asked him if he'd be around, he assured me he would, but again he disappeared only to turn up after I was already done. Then I figured it out; the old saying fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me. Well this time the 3rd time I saw him, but decided when I was ready to check out to go to someone else, which was a good idea since he pulled the same stunt. This time I packed my stuff at an empty register and he came back on duty right next to my register, knew I was there but was ignoring me, and we never spoke. I'm the the one who should have the issues, those bastards have tormented me my whole life all through school. Threatening to beat me up, if a neighbor hadn't passed by they would have. Later on a bunch of them through a fire cracker at me. You dare not look at them the wrong way or accidentally step on their foot without risking life and limb this is the terror I lived with. I was followed up a flight of stairs surrounded by a gang of girls who grabbed my hair and pulled it out, then threw me down the stairs, threw my school books in a garbage can. My father was mugged numerous times coming home from work. They hit him on the head. Another time robbed him of a protective gadget; another time robbed him of his pants and he had to come home without them, fortunately he was only a few blocks from home. They're the ones who murder each other and can't control their baser, primitive, violent instincts. They're truly obnoxious and materialistic. If you have it they want it and take it away from you. If in my case you don't have anything they look down on you, and have no use for you, and ridicule you. I have to tolerate being victimized, because it's all about them having jobs. They don't have any manners or people skills,but when has that ever mattered. I'm not an ass licker or kisser never have been, never will. I don't care how crude, gross or disgusting that sounds, at least it's truthful. Whites are such brown nosers, I don't know why whites care about what blacks think about them anyway, not that blacks are capable of thinking. They don't respect white people. The reverand Al Sharpton certainly has no use for anyone white. He's always sticking his nose where it doesn't belong, agitating and fomenting, using his National Action Network. I always felt conflicted, because of what they did to my father and me, well now I don't have to. I don't know why I felt guilty, I did nothing wrong, I'm not responsible for their history and for everything that goes wrong in their lives or because they lack intelligence or the ability to think and reason, let their raw primitive emotions rule their lives, and lack common sense. Are completely superficial and devoid of anything substantive and real. I can't fight back, all I can do is put up with their behavior towards me, I have no leverage. The women are shrews always screeching and screaming never shut up. Both the men and women learn from early on to get what they want through fear and intimidation. They're more cold blooded and have no conscience and have absolutely no remorse feel it's owed them. They're cagey and couldn't tell the truth if their lives depended on it. I dread having to go shopping at Shoprite or even Pathmark, because I have to put up with insolent, rude behavior from the only people capable of doing this job, the only people Shoprite,Pathmark, and other stores hire, those with very low intelligence who are more interested in gossiping with their lowbrow customers, and discriminating toward someone who doesn't dress or look like one of the primitive tribe they belong to. Blacks, obama just lack credibility. Anyone black is nerver accepted or acknowledged.