Just a few things beforew I forget about them, they are all worth mentioning. One...
Corner of 8th Ave & 14th Street, Black woman, well to do, good looking, yelling at a driver in his car making a right hand turn while talking on his cell phone. Lady, that's an everyday occurrence in the city, you're the one who is out of place yelling at a car. I laughed and she asked me what I was laughing at and I told her. She said, 'yeah you're right, I did look stupid yelling like that.'
Yesterday, last night a co worker told me something that a lady friend of mine told me a week ago. They both said they are throwing a party for the son's who are just getting out of jail. Am I missing something here? Is being released from jail something to celebrate about now? How come I didn't get the memo. My co worker got upset with me when I shared my views on what he said. I asked was his son going to be on parole, he said yes. I said fuck a party, go job hunting with him and THEN celebrate when he finds a job in under 90 days upon his release from prison. Now that something to celebrate about. AND, to stay in his shit about keeping this job too. Stay deeper in his shit about him seeing is P.O. and be home by 9pm NO MATTER WHAT. Of course that's just me.
Like my first girlfriend we went out to dinner, she beautiful, but there is a problem. We want to see more of each other but our hours are totally opposite one another. Plus her son is staying at her place while she is staying at some one else's place, she says that she doesn't want her son to have a key while she is there. She told me that she is getting her keys back and that she knows that she will have to clean up the place cause he has had people staying in there while she has been gone. She wants things to work out between her and I, its been 4 years since she has been in a relationship.
I understand what she is feeling, but she has to understand one thing too. maybe relationships aren't suppose to what it's suppose to be for certain people. Like me, I want one, but I just don't have the time, I work 57 to 65 hours a week. I don't want to go out, visit friends, family, parties...NOTHING!! I deal with people all day trying to please them. I LOVE my job, but I LOVE MY ME TIME also.
So she tells me she is aiming to please me, I will see. I'm not hard to please, doesn't take much either...a good meal thats all.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
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