I’ve emailed twice about becoming a VI and haven’t heard anything back, so I’m assuming I don’t need to be a VI for this.
For 3 years I worked two houses down from the prime suspect’s office. The street is a mix of offices and houses - my office is on the first floor of a residence.
As far as any of us could tell, his practice was closed these last several years, but he still came to the office every day, sitting by the window and guarding his parking lot.
One day I parked my car on the street in front of his office and when I came back, he had placed a 3x5 index card on my windshield with a typed message about some crazy parking rules that I’d never heard of and said he would have my car towed if I parked there again. I called the city transportation department because it was so upsetting. I read it to the person and they laughed, saying those aren’t real parking regulations and he can’t have your car towed from a public street. I started to write an ugly note back to him, but something about the hostility of his index card stopped me.
At some point after this, I arrived at work one morning to see a clearly shaken woman with her dog on the sidewalk in front of his office. I asked her if she was okay and she’d just had an ugly run in with the doctor because she asked him to trim his ground cover back from the sidewalk as it was blocking it. I don’t know exactly what he said to her, but she was pale and upset. I talked to her for a while longer and she said she was going to call the City about the sidewalk. A couple of weeks later the groundcover was trimmed.
All of us at the office were creeped out by this guy and thrilled when his office was put up for sale. Someone bought it and put it up for rent, but no one has moved in. The office is ugly at best and I can just imagine the horrible energy that is inside.
