Dori is a woman who my son’s dad messes with. He had an office in the same building as me. They harassed me the entire time I was there along with the manager and creepy guy who lived in his office (probably still does). I was in my office late one night and heard men talking in the hall in Spanish. That wasn’t normal so I called the live in guy who was supposed to be the manager or whatever. I asked him to walk me to my car. He asked me to give him h____.
What?
(This is why everyone wants tictok shut off!!! I got someone on video at my office pretending to be Dori! Go look!)
I walked myself to my car and called manager and told her. They didn’t believe me and told me to call the police. What? That presented a problem for me simply because of where we were. Pomona is my home but it’s a little rougher than most cities. My building had 41 units many of which were occupied by people I have known for years. These managers wanted me to draw more attention to myself. That would have been worse. I explained this and the next day we had a F’ing conference call where these people refused to remove him from the building.
The point? If you all have photos of someone you think is me, it’s dori. We have similar build and she accessorizes herself with needle, has bad skin and looks like 59 miles of bad road. She is younger than me by 20 yrs. but you can’t tell it. My sons dad went to ish when he met her. She drives her parents car, has 2 mixed daughters (I have 2 mixed sons who are grown) who live in Redlands with her parents. Oh wow! We moved to Rancho Cucamonga when I was in the 6th grade. We were supposed to move to Redlands. They are all in cahoots (not her kids I don’t think they are young).
They have my personal information because my sons dad was homeless so I would allow him to stay in my office during the day until I found out he had her there as well.
I wear ponytails in my hair but cut it short last year. I bought one knowing I wouldn’t be able to use it for awhile. After writing this I went and searched her.
Excuse the paint on my shirt you guys. This is me. I made my hair stay up to show you okay?
Lockout Music Studios you thought I forgot? I had to switch units 3 x so no one would know where I was. The owner of the building was cool but no one would let me speak to him and Elizabeth was awesome although she was on that conference call with Jen I dunno. The names have not been changed to protect myself. Period. Oh and the sex shop you all see when searching my business address is of no affiliation. It’s Pomona. You guys are weird.
The more the dogs bark, the more truth I will tell. Keep f’ing with me. You like to play games? Someone has to lose when you play games so I don’t do that usually. Since you leave me no choice, I am forced to use what I have. My incredible memories and the truth. It fills in all the holes. They have everything they needed but the truth. I hope it helps.
Hope you enjoy your day! Bye!
Patricia Maniaci
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