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The World Wants Me Dead, and I Don’t Know Why

I do the impossible every day and still I lose

Mark Scofield
7 min readDec 10, 2020
Busy Man (© Kaspars Grinvalds — stock.adobe.com)

December 7, 2020: I just counted: 15 separate and distinct unrelated events requiring my immediate attention in the last 10 minutes. Some take half-an-hour to complete, some will take days. My problem is I haven’t had anyone contact me for 4 days until now. I go for long stretches without speaking to another human soul followed by a blitz attack on my person. THIS MUST STOP!

It’s been three years now. I hear nothing from anyone for days on end, then all at the same time, within a 5–10 minute window 4–5 people contact me with something they need me to do immediately. Today was the back breaker. 15 ITEMS REQUIRING MY IMMEDIATE ATTENTION: NOW!!

I will not continue to live like this. This is unacceptable. I don’t know what these people think they are doing. Perhaps they think this is a joke. Perhaps they think my life is a joke to be fucked around with at their whim. Perhaps they are sociopaths who think my mental state is their toy.

December 8, 2020: I received 14 calls from telemarketers today. The pre-recorded voices of some of them sounded vindictive. Several called while I was in tears after having snapped due to the insane joke the world has made of my life. Two called while I was running to the toilet, one…

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Mark Scofield
Mark Scofield

Written by Mark Scofield

Coming out of the shadows. No more pseudonym. Humans are designed to fail. I'm Exhibit A. Often writing semi-fictional history and autobiographical stories.

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