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A Trip to the Zellers Zone

Journal Entry: Wed May 28, 2008, 7:34 PM


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I had an interesting experience a few weeks ago that I have been meaning to share. It is just too crazy to keep to myself.

I was at Zellers sitting in the man chair (the chair men sit in sighing while their female companions try on clothes in the change room) and started up a conversation with a woman who worked there (though considering all, she could have just stolen a uniform and been randomly folding clothing for her own personal pleasure.) I said something about how it must be frustrating to have to put away the clothes that people leave in changing room all the time and she was so astounded by the idea that customers would put back their own clothes that she couldn't help but declare what 'good people' I must be. Modestly, I scoffed at the claim saying that my mama just raised me right, I reckoned. She asked where I was from and I told her the name of the town (I was on a trip)...

...and that is where things got weird.

As soon as she heard the name she got a twinkle in her eye and very sly look on her face, and started nodding knowingly. You've heard of it?, I inquired to which she replied that it was part of a international web of intrigue, conspiracy, and maliciousness.

Lived there most of my life and had no idea.

This is her story with most of the ranting removed:

I used to live in Vancouver. I worked for...well, I won't tell you who I worked for. Let's just call them the wrong people. I worked for them for 10 years and I learned things that you would not believe. Things that would twist your head off. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. It was affecting my health. So I went to my superiors and I laid it all out on the table. I told them that I knew and if they didn't let me quit without a fuss that I would go to the media. So they let me quit.

I could either move to Alberta or come here to live so I chose to come here and it changed my life. I worked for the post office for 10 years and I noticed something really interesting. 5 days a week six mail planes would fly to [name of my town removed so fan girls won't come and smooch me :evileye:]. Only one of them would actually go there though. Think about THAT. I knew that they were actually going somewhere else and it wasn't mail they were carrying. Did the government know? OF COURSE THEY DID. You can't have something that big going on without the government being involved.

I started to tell people about it. It took a long time and a lot of people wouldn't listen but I finally got them straightened out. But I said too much and they started to watch me. They didn't want me to tell anyone what I knew. You know how far they went to stop me? They sent the SNOW BIRDS. That's right! The Snow Birds (they are an aerial acrobatics team. lulz) came right here to preform but I know what they were really here for. Because of me! They were keeping an eye on me. They are used for surveillance, see? They fly all over the country looking for INSTALLATIONS. Hidden installations. Think about it! I sure did!

And there are people disappearing every day. Street people, children, hookers. You heard of Robert Pickton? He killed all those women on his pig farm. They sent me there. Can you believe that? They sent me there hoping to get rid of me. But here I am. They say that he is the worst murderer in Canadian history but I'll tell you something you didn't know. GUFSTAFSON LAKE. I don't know where it is but that is the real largest murder in Canadian history. They said it was a plane crash but it wasn't. It was all planned out.

Well, I see you have to go. You're female friend is pulling on your arm. You sure are good people. Keep your eyes open! I did and I found out the truth! The truth will set you free. God bless! Bye!


My friend was pretty freaked out :D I just thank GOD that brave, brave Zellers employee is putting her neck on the line to protect us from...whatever the hell she was ranting about.


  • Mood: Content
  • Listening to: Bread and Butterflies
  • Reading: Titus Groan
  • Watching: the news
  • Playing: nothing
  • Eating: Parmesean salmon
  • Drinking: Orange Juice

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Oh, but I wanna be your fangirl! :flirty:

Jess

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:lmao: This world is full of endearing crazies that work at your nearest Zellers.

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Upon this liar's chair
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:rofl:

really now, you should have put your hand on her shoulder and said, "lady! May the force be with you!"

:lol:

"[name of my town removed so fan girls won't come and smooch me :evileye:]"
Now I just HAVE to know what that place is :lmao:

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You just want to smooch :evileye:

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I should have known that Darth Vader was involved in this.

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"Tiger got to hunt, bird got to fly; Man got to sit and wonder, 'Why, why, why?' Tiger got to sleep, bird got to land; Man got to tell himself he understand." - Kurt Vonnegut
Zellers: Where the lowest class is the law - every day!

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"Tiger got to hunt, bird got to fly; Man got to sit and wonder, 'Why, why, why?' Tiger got to sleep, bird got to land; Man got to tell himself he understand." - Kurt Vonnegut
What I REALLY wanted to do was pretend to be talking into a lapel mike as I walked away but I was afraid she might cut me up with a clothes hanger.

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"Tiger got to hunt, bird got to fly; Man got to sit and wonder, 'Why, why, why?' Tiger got to sleep, bird got to land; Man got to tell himself he understand." - Kurt Vonnegut
:lmao: I love it! 8D

When she finally let you go, it would've been fun to walk a few steps away, pull out a phone, and mumble into the mouthpiece, " .... :paranoid: ..yes, sir, we just checked up on her... No, sir, she knows too much... Understood. I'll take care of it tonight..."

Then give her one of those ominous glances over the shoulder... ;p

At least she made the "Man Chair" a bit more amusing. =D





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