Classic Collision Atlanta …So Red The Rose #4

Posted on 09. May, 2017 by in Classic Collision Atlanta

                                                                                                                                                                             written  5/24/12 a.m.

As you can see, the saga continued. Here it was, five months after I’d composed my first flier and I was still nowhere near closure. It was because something was still destroying my inner being. I could not put a label on it. I just know that, no matter how many fliers I passed out…….with or without Manfred Kammerer’s on them, it did not seem to help…or at least I did not see…that this was all necessary for my coming out. Time heals all wounds but, ten or more years of intensive therapy weren’t in the cards for me. I’d already lost 17 years of my life…add the four years(nearing five)that Manfred had stripped from me…good luck with that! Hell NO! Pick on a woman who is destitute and has lived a life only Sadists would wish on their enemies and see what you get. I had no control over what was going on inside of me I just know that I had to rid of this toxic waste dump before it killed me. Was I supposed to pick myself or a man who wouldn’t urinate on me, if I were on fire?

Much of this flier is the same. Note once again that, as time progressed…my thoughts began to evolve. The more I stood up for myself, the clearer my picture became. I was slowly beginning to see what had happened to me. Please enjoy…

                                                                        Victim of a Sexual Predator #3; 10/9/2011

I’m a female who has lost four years of her life to a sexual predator. His name is Manfred Kammerer. He is a former employer of mine and the owner of Classic Collision Body Shops, a large chain of auto body repair centers in the Atlanta Metropolitan Area.

Mr.Kammerer sexually harassed me from the moment I began working for him. It was mostly comments that were to lead me to believe that he was the answer to all women’s prayers. Nothing serious occurred until I had informed him of an indiscretion of mine and told him to fire me if he saw fit. From that moment on, Mr. Kammerer went from visiting the shop where I was employed, from two times a month to three to five times each week. I warned Mr.Kammerer repeatedly before, during and after our encounters took place, that it was something that could destroy me. I was at a very vulnerable stage in my life, terrified that I would to lose my job and could not afford to backslide, anymore. From the moment the encounters began, I suffered morally, mentally, physically and economically. In fact, the stress became so bad at one point that, I thought I would end up in a wheel chair due to back pain.

I was coerced into a sexual relationship with a man who wouldn’t allow me to do more than answer the phone at his business, wouldn’t help me when I needed car repairs, continually promised to take me on trips and do special things for me that were never delivered, refused to give me money for gas or food when I had fallen on severely tough times and threatened my life when I mentioned sharing how wonderful I thought he was, with his wife. This was enough to push me to the verge of insanity, especially when this Mr. Kammerer is worth somewhere between $100-$150ml.

So why did I stay? In my opinion, getting rid of a sexual predator is much like trying to get rid of cancer. Not having health insurance and other financial recourses, most severe illnesses would seem incurable to me. That’s what predators depend upon, targeting women who are destitute. He used my need, kindness and generosity as a weapon. He bled me dry, like a leach.

I am a beautiful, funny, kind, intelligent and talented woman who was trapped by a man who didn’t care if I was eating cat food under a bridge. The same man who agreed that he would have his son-in-law’s legs broken if his daughter was ever treated this way.

If you’re a man and you’re thinking “That’s a man for you”…how proud you must be to be a part of a species that goes around treating YOUR MOTHERS, SISTERS, NIECES AND DAUGHTERS THIS WAY. If you are a woman, perhaps this has happened to you. Please be supportive of other women you may encounter, who may be experiencing this in their personal lives or in the workplace. Furthermore, encourage these women to report their abusers. The only reason they exist is because they are not being reported. I did not know what my rights were. My former profession, by trade, existed of men who wanted to look like me, not have sex with me. By the time I saw Mr. Kammerer for what he was and I had become strong enough to report him to the proper authorities, it was too late.

I have spent the last few months speaking to the Police, the EEOC, and The Labor Board, attorneys, women’s rights organizations and other government agencies, trying to get someone to help me with my situation. The sad thing is sexual harassment is as common an occurrence as brushing one’s teeth.

Unfortunately, it’s not illegal for a man to treat me like a tampon, use me as his personal sperm bank, threaten my life, watch me deteriorate due to his behavior or make me his sexual victim. However, it is legal for him to sue me for slander. Well Mr. Kammerer, you should have thought about that before you picked on someone who has nothing to lose. I will probably be released from my current employment, have any future wages garnished for the rest of my life and I may even get killed. I will not, however, sit back and allow this man to rape another female of something that he thinks he is entitled to. I look back now on what occurred and RAPE is the only term that comes to my mind. I was a complete train wreck. He may as well have knocked me across the back with a baseball bat.

Is Manfred Kammerer responsible for everything that has gone wrong in my life? No way. However, he is responsible for what he did to me. I have spent the last year of my life believing that I should not expose him because I deserved what happened to me. Upon completion of this flier, thoughts raced through my head as to whether my current behavior is acceptable. Am I doing this for revenge or am I doing this to try to prevent him from doing this to another person? In my opinion, Manfred could have murdered someone in front of me and convinced me that I did it. I didn’t know if I was coming or going. It is my belief that, as we get older, we are supposed to learn from our mistakes, right those we have wronged and become better Human Beings…at all costs. I feel that passing out this flier is my duty. God put me on this Earth for one reason. He expects me to turn this mess into my message. It is my personal responsibility to make sure that this does not happen to anyone else.

I appreciate your taking the time to read my story. “Was it as good for you as it wasn’t for me?” While some people are dirty, rotten, stingy, greedy scumbags, I on the other hand believe in sharing the wealth. Please pass this letter on to someone else who may benefit from

4 Responses to “Classic Collision Atlanta …So Red The Rose #4”

  1. Exposed

    18. Aug, 2012

    They are not videos they are screen caps from a conversation where you did in fact specify that you where never raped. Turn your html on and you will see it.

    Your specific words where “the man never did force me against my will. The heartless asshole refused to help me with my medical bills, or loan me money. I needed those things.”

    http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s407/engridlirettexposed1/327da449.jpg

    Lets brush up on the definition of rape.
    Rape: forcing another person to have sexual intercourse

    So seeing as you where never actually forced to do anything(your words not mine) you where never actually raped. Which makes you no not a rape victim but a disgruntled gold digger who never got paid for her services.

  2. Exposed

    10. Aug, 2012