THOUGHTS ABOUT BEING DOXXED

(WARNING: BASED ON TRUE EVENTS MIGHT GET UNCOMFORTABLE)

When this first started they had no plan and just wanted me to be miserable. It’s nothing like having people in the background of your life, deluding themselves into thinking theyre good people and yet trying to sabotage your happiness for ill gains I might add— excerpt from my personal journal

So this particular story begins sometime in the late fall almost 2yrs ago (when I find time I’ll go through my files and update this post with the proper date) So Im in Atlanta visiting my family. My sister realizes she needs to make a trip to Walmart and me not having much to do on the docket that decide I’ll tag along for the rode. After a quick 15 minute drive we arrive at the Walmart on Howell Mill Rd (Currently closed due to arson). We get out the car go in the store she grabs a cart and after a quick team meeting I reveal my plans to roam around for a little while, i.e. check out the electronics section ( gotta see the new games and tech #gamer4life) and eventually reconvene. She gives me the okie doke agreeing to the terms, grabs her shopping cart and promptly does her thing and I following suit and beeline towards the electronics. SO, I get to my destination and a minute or so goes by when I’m checking out the new releases and other paraphernalia and I scope a group of 3 guys (younger African American males) slowly combing through the isle towards my direction. Now reader, I’ve spent a great deal of time in the impoverished areas of the great city of Atlanta and as a result I would like to think that I’ve developed a very keen eye for spotting “shitfuckery” for lack of a better word before it starts. And I don’t pay the guys too much mind but they got suspiciously close while I was looking at some funky pop figurines. But alas, my spider sense wasn’t picking up anything, threatening, so to speak so I didn’t bear it any mind. For all I cared I felt they were just normal oblivious citizens walking the very fine outskirts of my personal space (some people are just weird like that) , but for reference, Atlanta is a big city and if your not being mindful of your surroundings and the people in said surroundings things can get out of hand pretty quick. But again, I wasn’t picking up any aggression so after a minute or two I decide I’d work my way to the book section (oh yeah, love me some books) and the guys stayed behind and seemed preoccupied in an almost loud conversation about stuff I didn’t really care to listen to, especially so because I was in “mind my own business mode” and wasn’t looking for conversation or listening for that matter. I get moving and a quick stroll past the toy section and I find the books and to my surprise I see a misplaced book on the shopping floor, stranded and out of place with its surroundings and I reach to pick it up and no sooner when I have it in my hands I hear

“AYE IM ABOUT TO THROW THIS BALL AT THE BACK OF THAT DUDES HEAD!”

^^^insert Carl Johnson meme^^^

Now I’m activated! And I turn around and see the same three individuals I saw earlier in the electronics section but now one has a camera and he’s recording me (MAJOR RED FLAG). And I should mention the three stooges are standing in a way where they were blocking the isle from where I entered and there’s about 2ft of distance between us.

“Hmph! An ambush.” I think, but it’s not my first rodeo, so I get ready and start sizing up who’s first? There’s a tall one. A not so tall one and the one holding the camera is somewhere in between the other twos height (he’s on my right side btw)

And theres a great deal of silence with little to no movement. I’m wearing a facemask so they can’t really read my facial expressions but I’m staring at the gentlemen with the intent and body language of get the fuck away from me, or else. They’re not saying anything but are still filming and we’re just watching each other but I’ll be honest I’m trying to remember where I saw the baseball bats and whose face I’m going to throw this book that’s in my hand at before the real show starts.

And the guys finally speak and mention they’re “YouTubers” and they’re making a “prank” video. However, I’m not letting up but figure I’ll break the ice and gather some Intel.

So I ask.”Whats the name of your YouTube channel?”

They say, “Eli’s Butt Plugs”

(Hm!? What’s Elis Butt Plugs? I know I’ve heard that name before?) **Flashback to the night before at my brother’s house when he’s introducing me to a new show he’s been watching called “The Premise”. And the only episode we watch that night is titled, “Butt Plug” and the story follows the misadventure of a guy by the name of “Eli” who has to create a “buttplug” for a spiteful businessman he harassed as a child. It’s a good episode Ill let you watch it yourself)**

And in hindsight I guess they were expecting me to be impressed, but, I’m really not. And I’m still staring at them and if you’re thinking what I’m thinking this CLEARLY can’t be a coincidence because, what are the odds?

So the guy with the camera speaks up and says, “Hey can you say you got BUTTPLUGED BY ELI? It’ll be funny.”

Me: *still staring* (and the devil is watching me watch them at this point, just waiting)

—more silence– Them: “Well… we’re going to go.”

And they escape. Weirdly from what I could tell there was no one around to witness this but keep in mind they recorded me without my permission and left. Bad “YouTuber” etiquette don’tcha think??? So I waited a little for them to get a good distance from me then I covertly followed behind them and took a picture (when I recover my files I’ll make an update to this post). I’m virtually numb to certain levels of bullshit so I’m not letting my senses get to overrun with emotions and trying to stay as rational as possible. I look for my sister in law still shopping and tell her stay put I’ll be right back and start racing in the direction I last saw them heading, calmly of course. In my head I’m thinking a lot of things and how were in a public space so I’m confident if it gets “crazy” they’re not going to risk bringing too much attention on themselves, we’re in a Walmart for God’s sake but again, they’ve already gone this far. So who knows? So I follow them to the front of the store near the checkout and they’re still playing up the YouTuber schick and interacting with some of the Walmart staff. I’m observing from a distance, seemingly unsighted still processing what’s happening. I spy around the store and check out where the cameras are while I try to contemplate what’s next? But the answer doesn’t immediately find me and I don’t find it. But they eventually leave and it was only after I decide I should’ve recorded my own video. Which I wish I would’ve for evidence obviously but there’s a lot running through my mind. I reunite with my sister in law at check out and I don’t have the heart to tell her exactly what just happened and that I’m possibly being followed but I keep a vigilant watch around us while she’s checking out and in particular I’m eyeing the exits for any activity. A few minutes of scanning and bagging and everything is rung up. So now comes the next battle, finding out what awaits me outside. Yippee. We leave and I do a quick scan and there’s nothing to out of the ordinary and we begin our movement towards the car when I spot the same three baboons from earlier hanging out of a silver car (as I recall, don’t know the model) parked directly from across from where were parked. They give a quick glance in our direction and slowly retreat in the vehicle. We’re walking to our car and I don’t say anything to my sister not to raise any alarm but I try to find their license plate but as it would happen they were parked in a way for an easy exit and also didn’t have a license plate in front. We get closer to our parking spot and it seems they’re spying us and I’m hoping I don’t have to do “the thing” and be an action hero but when you endanger my family or seem to be endangering my family or people I care about in public, decisions have to be made. And, before I tell the exact details of what was about to transpire, GUESS WHAT??—————They pulled off.

they left.~

I’ve come a long way.

In hindsight I thank God things didn’t get too far out of hand in that situation. And despite the discomfort these young men inflicted on me that day, my heart goes out to them because in my eyes they were just pawns in someone else’s schemes and I have no doubts if there were a situation where they weren’t fed whatever misleading information they were fed and knew me personally as well as my intentions they would have done something more beneficial with their time that day. I think I hurt someone’s weak ass feelings a while back which is a story I’m looking forward to sharing and that was just one of the ways they chose to get back at me, but for the evil shit(s) who took it upon themselves to orchestrate the event, you are a manipulative asshole with no value for other people’s lives and if you haven’t stopped to consider the consequences of your actions I would hope someday you find time to repent because I don’t know what you have going on mentally or where your life is heading, but you’re probably your own worse enemy and the stuff you’re doing is not cool.

-UNO

(Phone pics are on old phone with broken screen will update when repairs have been made)