Staying Up All Night Because Of HPRP Failures

I am staying up all night because people in this town don't want me to have a place to live here.

The organization which is supposed to prevent this and which had ample notice for providing a hotel voucher for at least a night or two until I rounded up my house, sent me an email bailing out of everything.

Which is in defiance of the programs mandates. So basically, because they didn't provide a hotel voucher, I have to stay up all night until they get something straightened out tomorrow.

There was really no excuse.

I met someone from out of town and from now on, I'm not relying on people from this town because when he and I were going to leave to play darts, he had also said he would let me stay on his floor, knowing my situation and he was from out of town. He looked somewhat sad and I have a very strange feeling he somehow knows I'm being screwed over. I said as long as he didn't expect anything, I'd appreciate that but then I got to talking with some others and thought he'd be hanging around and he left. He had people from this town trying to tell him to stay away from me and then I didn't want to go with the other people I met because with the guy it was all about wanting something out of it. I wasn't interested in that. He was 27 but he looked like he was 22. Not that age matters, but he was so drunk he was knowing ice all over the table as he pretended to be a cat. At first I thought he was funny but then it was just bad. His leg against mine under the table, and at first I thought genuine friendliness but then that clock chiming crap and they got very weird, all of them, and wanted to leave.

The other guy was a decent person who was not drunk whom I could tell was sincere and who was from out of the area and had no agenda against me. I might have to find him later and connect for the future, to know someone decent in the town.

Then, I had some French guy and this other guy who is a real pest and problem, well, it wasn't so much the French manager but the other guy...he told me, seriously, that HE, "Bill", was banning me from the Safeway. Yeah, from the whole grocery store. I said what in the world are you talking about. He said to talk to his manager "Tony" if I didn't like it. I asked why and he said it was because I'd used the "employee bathroom", which is the SAME bathroom I've used if needed there, for THREE years because that is where employees told me to go! So no warning, he just decided tonight he was "banning" me. So I had to talk to his manager and the manager said he'd find out more. I said I certaintly hoped so when I've never heard of anyone being "banned" from one of two main grocery stores in town, because someone used a bathroom they were told was the one to use.

When I went to that bathroom, where they instructed me to go again, there were 3 pieces of paper lying on the bathroom sink in the middle: 2 yellow ads for "Chicken Specials" at $6.99 and then blank white paper beneath.

So here is "Bill", who is the biggest grocery store stalker I've ever known and who I lived across the street from and whose mother had problems with me and caused problems and whom I wrote about, trying to get a petty personal revenge by "banning" me from Safeway with no warning and without good cause.

I hope he loses his job but since he's a Career Safeway Man I don't think he will even though he's done some very strange things when I've been there, and I go there to do grocery shopping.

SO the French guy wanted my name and number or email and said he'd get back to me.