
Who was Jessica, or her lawyers, to instruct me on how to govern myself appropriately when she treated me with such disrespect? I have never been abusive towards her or any of the employees at the Phenix City Home Depot.
In fact, Jessica didn’t even seem to know who I was, which makes her accusations feel even more unjust. The situation escalated because I stood my ground against two rude male customers who attempted to interrupt me while a male employee from Home Depot was assisting me.
This particular employee reacted with anger when I asked him a simple question regarding the price of a piece of wood, ultimately walking away from helping me altogether.
Instead of investigating the matter thoroughly, Jessica chose to place the blame on me.
It’s worth mentioning that I did not allow her to speak abusively to me, perhaps because of the age gap—she is in her thirties while I am older. This may have influenced her decision to impose a ban on me, as I refused to be easily fooled or mistreated.
The employees had previously been cutting my wood pieces down to a length of six inches for several weeks, which further highlights the inconsistencies in service.
Notably, Jessica was unyielding when it came to permitting me a single piece of wood. In a rather dismissive manner, she suggested that it would be in everyone's best interest if I chose to shop elsewhere.
As a result, she issued me a formal trespass notice. I find it important to mention that the Phenix City police were frequently present at the store during my visits, as though keeping a watchful eye on me.
Throughout the entire 20 years since the Home Depot was built in 2004, I have never shoplifted anything. This begs the question: why didn’t Jessica engage with me regarding my door issue? I came across various complaints on Google reviews about the Phenix City Home Depot, indicating that other customers also faced challenges in obtaining the correct door sizes. It seems that Jessica has become an epitome of corruption since her arrival at Phenix City.
The treatment of innocent people today eerily echoes the issues seen in the 1950s. Corruption seems to remain very much alive in Phenix City, and I am unafraid to voice my concerns about it. If they aim to imprison me, that's fine, but my soul belongs to God, not to any malevolent forces.