God, do I have a sign on my back or my front for that matter?!? It seems like I’m a target. Like people are picking me to pick on, yell at, etc etc. I’ve grown tired of it. First thing, Rogers idiot the other week. I hope she ended up in as much trouble and the csr suggested. But at least I got free shit on account of it. John dealt with it for me. I’m not going into it on the worldwide web but a few of you know the story and it’s kind of embarrassing but down right funny at the same time. Then I’m at Kody’s and some…