How Will This Play in LA? It Ain't telephone, It Is SIN!

 I dropped the Golden State Warriors hat by recyclizing at the corner of 19th and Nicollet to offer it to anyone who wanted it.  I just want to walk around without people believing I am trying to relate to everyone.  I am just trying to survive.  I am in a black area of town, and I have been having people walk away from me in situations and speak lies already, but when I wear that hat, it is awful.  I then called the Target Center to just inquire about tickets and mentioned the drop casually so that it was not misunderstood.  The man sounded black and effeminate.  He gave me the ticket line.  I told him I had seen Garnett play a playoff game and that is when he gave the number.  I never called.  I instead just tuned into telepathy and waited.  I knew then to put on my New Zealand cap and go pick it up so it was not misunderstood.  It was intimidating, but there was a GATHERING of black men out there.  I believe they are WICCAN MISTRESSES for industry and were about to set me on fire.  Harold came after me when I grabbed the hat and I told him I just wanted to bring peace, not make war.  He said it was his hat.  I told him to keep it and I told him I just purchased it at LIDS in December.  He asked if I had anything else.  I told him I had no more NBA, but I had some NFL stuff.  I gave him my JJ Watt jersey, my Green Bay Packers stocking cap, baseball cap and matching t-shirt, and sweatshirt, and a Steelers stocking cap.  I offered to put it in an Aldi bag, but he wanted a plastic bag.  I gave him a Target one I believe, not the Corp, itself where I bought all the packers gear.  I also gave him a Vikings key chain.  he left with it around his neck.  I did not put it there.  He did.  I do not bitch men, but I believe he does, and he may or may not be gay.  He presents with a stutter and ran into me in front of CVS last night.  I believe he is an industry stalker of mine from INDY.  I did talk to him a little about my relations with Reggie Wayne, Kevin Garnett, and Pacers players linked to my workplace, Smokey Bones, and I just happen to be wearing a serving long sleeve t-shirt for there and I showed him that outside.  He left with the things, but I knew not give him the Detroit Lions hat or my Kansas City Chiefs sweatshirt that he asked to see.  I spoke of Jerod Goff playing well of late outside, but I spoke nothing of Chiefs players.  I did say that Reggie Wayne owned Hooters and came into Smokey Bones with his industry chief named VIOLET who had Violet eyes.  He never touched me, was respectful to my face, and I never touched him.  I told him that I know that people hate me because I am a woman of peace.  I told him he could burn the stuff if that is how he felt.  I just told him I was intimidated to be alone with him because people do not want me being around or talking to black men at all.  That is my best account.  I am so stressed, I do not remember what he was wearing.  Jennifer Mayer