Hi, fellow nerds! Another week, another blog post from the biggest Uber nerd in Bakersfield. I had a phone conference with my boss the other day, and I can’t shake the feeling that my days at my job are numbered. I’m experiencing a lot of animosity from my co-workers; it's frustrating. They treat me like an absolute child who doesn’t know how to shit in a toilet properly, even though I do better work than all of them combined and have more experience. They show me no respect at all! All they show me is disresepect. Including the women! Double so for the women! But honestly, this treatment doesn't surprise me. As a “Chosen One,” it seems this is the type of treatment I’m destined for. When someone is narcissistic and doesn’t threaten anyone, has no skills to speak of, people treat them with respect and admiration. However, when you’re genuinely qualified and can outperform everyone else, they treat you like you’re an incompetent buffoon because they feel threatened by your abilities. There’s no give when you’re a “Chosen One”; you’re always seen as the enemy. Every time I go out, I'm attacked. For instance, even when I go to Starbucks, random workers will start trash-talking, hinting that they haven’t seen me in a while, almost gloating about it because they assume I’ve been fired at my job and that is why I am there. I can’t even enjoy playing video games at Starbucks without these negative people attacking me!!! Like I represent the much HATED Travis Kelce and Taylor Swift, when I am just a minimum wage worker!!!!!!!! At the gym, Planet Fitness, it’s no different. A random guy will yell at me to take it easy, criticizing me for working harder than every other man there. Last year, when I was really jacked, nobody ever complimented me with a “Wow, you look ripped!” Although it was observed that I worked hard and went to the gym regularly, and EARNED the look, no one offered congratulations. Instead, they made it a point to congratulate someone else right in front of me, who is on PED’s, and 10 times lazier, about how jacked he is, just to THUMB IT IN MY FACE!!! Because at the gym everybody hates me there too…for no reason! That’s the struggle of being a “Chosen One”—you get ABSOLUTELY no praise from others. You have to recognize your own worth and your own achievements. You have to kiss yourself! LOL! Because nobody else will! Not even your own family or loved ones! The phone conversation with my boss was just another display of envy from co-workers because I do my job better than all of them and remain a happy person. As a “Chosen One,” I'm a naturally happy person, and people notice this. They may initially try to connect with me just to figure out what makes me so positive, like I have a million dollars stashed somewhere. Yet, when they realize that I don’t have much more than they do and most of the time I have less than they do, and all I have is natural happiness of being alvie for one more day, their jealousy intensifies, and the verbal insults increase! I wouldn’t be surprised if I get fired at my job in a month. I know my coworkers only work hard when I’m around to compete with me, and they slack off when I’m not there. They believe putting extra work on me will overwhelm me, but stress only strengthens resilience and physical strength and mental strength. While they de-stress by slacking off and going out to drink, and partying, going to concerts thinking they are part of the "In-Crowd" that’s the behavior that ultimately hurts you and destroys you before your time! I am 51 years old and I have more energy than all of the "In-Crowd" men at my job!!! I am the best-looking, hardest-working, and most athletic guy at my job. Yet even the one woman who works there deliberately avoids me, choosing to socialize with the lazy, unmotivated ones because they are part of the “in-crowd” that she belongs to. Her ego won’t allow her to see the truth that I am much more capable, much more handsome than all the other men at the job…COMBINED; I’m like Superman compared to ALL OF THEM. Yet she intentionally avoids me because I lack "Coolness Points!' I HATE PEOPLE SO MUCH! HATE THEM! Anyways… Mahalo!

What up, nerds!!! Time for yet another post from the Uber-Nerd of Bakersfield. LOL! I sold a laptop to my coworker Angel, and he agreed to payment installments, but he has not made his 2nd installment. Others sometimes have initial impressions of me that are not positive. I am beginning to think that Angel just didn't like me from the start and was only trying to take advantage of me with this agreement. I do have text messages where he agreed to pay, so hopefully, if he doesn’t pay, I can go to law enforcement or small claims court and see what happens. The hate for the “chosen one” is real, people. As a "chosen one," you must always be cautious, since even seemingly trustworthy people like Angel—a caregiver and married man—may not be reliable. I will call him today, and hopefully he will pay it, but if not, like I said, there is always law enforcement, or I can take him to court. I just don’t the hate for me?! Angel has way more than I do! He has a wife, a kid, and a $2,000-a-month apartment with a loft. He has a higher social status than I do, but it just seems like he hates me as a lowly minimum wage worker just trying to survive. I just can’t figure out all the hate for me??!! What is so great about my life that everybody wants it? Is it the fact that I am not lazy? Why is that a reason to hate someone? There are plenty of people who are not lazy, and they are not hated like I am. Like I said, the only thing I can think of is that people see my aura and my anointing, and they hate me for it, for no reason. They will never tell me about this aura that I have, but that is what it is. As a Chosen, I have an aura, a light that the people around me see, and it’s like they think I have a one-way ticket to heaven that they don’t have, so they hate. It’s sad because I really don’t have a good life like they think I do. As a “Chosen One,” you live life on hard mode, and people give you no breaks or assistance. The hate and jealousy people have of me just make me hate them so much because, like I said, most people have way more than I do at 51 years old. I hardly have anything, yet I can’t even go to Starbucks without trash talk from these heathens. Like, going to Starbucks and playing video games knowing you’re a failure as a man is some kind of great existence. I just hope Angel pays up, but I might have to call law enforcement on him. What do I have that makes me get this level of jealousy, Angel? WHAT??!! Please tell me because I really don’t know. It’s like all these people seem to be out to get me every freak in time I go outside, like I am the president, and it’s sad because, like I said, as a “Chosen One,” my life is 10 times harder. I hate people so much! Till next time… MAHALO!

Hey all!! Another post from the weirdest weirdo of Bakersfield. I had another week at work and again more hostility from my co-workers. This is going to be a never-ending thing for me as a “Chosen One,” no matter my social status, no matter how much I make, and no matter what car I drive. I will always be hated on. I will always have sex used as a weapon against me. I will often feel watched and studied when I go outside, which will lead to me being isolated by myself in my apartment with blocked windows to regain a sense of privacy and security. There are a lot of so-called “good people” out there that are fake good, but who do they pray to in private? Who do they give praise to in their private moments in their study or in their bedroom when nobody is there? You never know, right? I give praise to God no matter what, and people know this, but I have come to realize that most people, a good 99 percent of the human population, do not have the unshakable faith like I do, and that is what separates a “Chosen One” from the rest of humankind. The things a “Chosen One” takes in his or her life would really kill anybody else, and the sad part is most people around the “Chosen One” that are his enemies will psychologically attack a “Chosen One” to break him in order for him to commit suicide and die by his or her hand, and they can paint any picture they want that the “Chosen One,” meaning me, was just crazy and then committed suicide. It's sad how God's children are treated in this world. It's sad that the demonic people of the world don’t even have the guts to go up to a “Chosen One” and kill him. They also blame the “chosen one.” Because everything is the “Chosen One's” fault, and everything is the “Chosen One's” responsibility, and when he or she is working on getting it all done, 20 people with all the advantages will compete with the “Chosen One” doing that task just to break the “Chosen One's” confidence, but it never does because as a “Chosen One,” I live alone, and I am able to go to my apartment and isolate from people and destress, and then when I go out again, I can take their shit some more. I honestly don’t know how long I can take this type of abuse for, which is why it's good that I got a job as a Certified Medical Assistant at Kern Valley State Prison, making somewhere around 3 to 5 grand. With that job and my job as a group home worker, I will make about 5 grand a month at the very least. With that income, I can build a nest egg for myself for when the time comes that I will no longer be able to work and take demonic people’s bullshit. I am planning to work till I am 70 years old in order to get my full benefits and my full retirement, and I figure I will do Uber Eats or some gig work to supplement my income, and I will just live in a cheap apartment in Bakersfield, getting maybe services from a caregiver if needed, which I really think I won’t need because I am very healthy for a 51-year-old, and I am projected to be one of the healthiest retirees in Bakersfield, if not in America. I have to endure the abuse for now. Till next time! Mahalo!