Here’s an ongoing conversation with a formerly local woman who just won an award for treating people with dignity, who has always treated me like shit, so I pointed that out to her:
“I saw your accomplishments at Keuka College, and the way you’ve been recently honored.
Congratulations.
I want you to know that from the time we were in high school until now, I’ve always admired you.
Since you were a drum major, you had a magnetic energy that made people want to be around you.
And I don’t know why, but you’ve always gone out of your way to treat me like absolute shit.
So, I thought it was funny that you are getting honored specifically for “treating every human with dignity,” because, Trolly, right up until this past year, in the Dollar General, you have gone out of your way to single me out, and treat me like shit in public, so I just want to point that out to you, that maybe, when you are receiving your awards for being so great at being wonderful to other people, you might extend that to people who are not your students.
Just a thought, because I never did a fucking thing to you.”
She responded:
“I’m surprised by your message, as I genuinely don’t recall an interaction at Dollar General or intentionally treating you or anyone else with disrespect.
I take treating people with dignity seriously, both personally and professionally, and I would never intentionally single you or anyone else out or humiliate you or anyone else.
I have been this way since high school and I’m not going to move home and suddenly change my character.
If you would like to be more specific, I am happy to hear you out.
I recall talking to you [at] the protests.”
I responded:
For sure, yes, I would love to enlighten you.
In high school, I was 12, and in a brand new state, and in a brand new town, and in a brand new school, and didn’t know a single fucking person.
I walked by a group of you and your friends, talking and laughing, and you called me over.
I, terrified, knowing nothing about you except that you were much older and bigger than me and were surrounded by a lot of people who didn’t look very nice, kept walking, keeping my head down.
I turned out to be right, because you called out, “Oh yeah? Stick your nose a little higher in the air!!”
That was my introduction to Coudersport, Pennsylvania.
At the Dollar General last year, I had just, that day, gotten put on a new psychiatric medication that was making my head very foggy and fuzzy, and I wasn’t thinking straight.
I had two items in my hands, and I went to a register that wasn’t even open.
There was a long line at the other register.
One of the workers came over and opened the register where I had set down my stuff, and you made some nasty comment about how I just “snatched and ran” or something, and the whole line of people laughed.
I, later, realizing what had happened, put up a public apology on Facebook for rudely jumping in line ahead of everyone unintentionally.
And, yeah, at the protest, I walked up to you and politely asked you if I could ask you a couple of questions, and you fairly shouted, “NOPE!” and turned around, while I turned, startled, to interview the person next to you.
I don’t have any idea what about me rubs you so much the wrong way, Trolly, but you have ALWAYS gone out of your way to treat me like I was less than nothing, and you should be ashamed of yourself for accepting any award that rewards you for treating people with inherent value, dignity, and respect, because you have always treated me like human garbage, and that can never be undone.
I guess we’ll see what she has to say next.
(She didn’t respond.)
7:04pm
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October 27th, 2026
Monday
4:11pm
Well, the day started off good enough, with my Father picking me up for a round trip of me getting a much-needed paycheck (Yay!) from the awesome non-profit that serves disabled veterans, the LEEK Foundation (if you want to know more, visit my Monarch Media web page or click this link: https://monarchmedia100.com/2026/10/25/beyond-the-uniform-finding-connection-through-the-leek-foundation/
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THEN, I went to DG and got some various things like cupcakes (yum!) and coffee, and stuff to tame my wild hair that is made from plants and won’t harm me or the Earth either.
And I forgot cat litter.
Again.
Fuck.
I offered the lady next to me a cupcake, but she said, “I’m good.”
The lady on the other side of me, seeing me opening my cupcakes, with my basket and purse on the floor, as there was nowhere else to put them while standing in a very long line at the Dollar General, snorted, and fairly shouted, “ARE YOU IN LINE!”
“YEP!” I shouted back. “JUST HAD TO MAKE A PIT-STOP FOR A CUPCAKE!!”
I did not offer shouty-McGee a cupcake, but I should have, and will, in one day, because that’s what Jesus would freakin’ do.
I looked at her behind me, and she rolled her eyes and then glared at the woman up front, who, apparently from out of town, was having problems dropping off her Fed Ex package at this supposed Fed Ex package drop-off site.
Anyway, I survived that shit-show, complimented the teenager behind the counter on her multi-colored hair, and went on to Tractor Supply, where I got flea and ear mite meds for the various cats that I care for–my parent’s, my neighbor’s, and mine, currently, which adds up to five felines to de-flea-infestate. I’m sure Grammarly is going to flag that one.
‘Tis the season for parasites, though.
Fleas love dark, cool spaces–like–under beds, under drapes, curtains, couches, dressers, other various furniture that doesn’t get vacuumed under…I hate fleas. The good thing is that Advantage II now claims to treat fleas AND ticks, which is amazing and good, because the ticks are crazy here in smack in the middle of the Northern-most Pennsylvania Wilds.
Anyway, I get home, do a short live-stream life-hack about how you can treat several cats for the price of one, and then treat my Pixie and the neighbor cats and bla-de-bla-my day is going fine.
Then Motorcycle calls me, somewhat out of the blue, and says he’s got some more mail for me from the District Magistrate Court here in Good Ole’ Boy Town, Potter County.
Now–this is strange, because, I just heart from them, and the one and only charge I had from them–disorderly conduct–engaging in fighting–was just a fine, and was dropped–BY THEM.
Sooooooooooo….curious, I tell Motorcycle to open it.
So, it turns out that the Magistrate Judge in this town, Bryan D. Phelps, musta changed his mind preeeeeeeeeetty Goddamn good, because all of a sudden, and out of the clear blue sky, I now have THREE CRIMINAL CHARGES, with the Disorderly Conduct tacked back on there, and two MORE charges, which include Resisting Arrest and Walking Along or On a Highway…
Huh.
And I even went in there the other day to personally thank the man for dropping the Disorderly Conduct in the first place, with tears in my eyes and everything.
He wasn’t there, so I left him a grateful message.
Huh.
Guess he changed his motherfuckin’ mind.
Didn’t know THAT was a thing.
But here in Potter County, they just fucking do whatever the fucking fuck they want, don’t they?