This weekend seemed to drag on. No matter how much I did, time slowed
almost to a stop. At least on my watch. Everyone and everything seemed
to go on around me as if I weren't even there. On Saturday I had a plan.
Get downtown and school shop. I'd asked Aaron if he could go since he
was more familar with the kinds of stuff Marquin likes. He agreed and
I told him I would pick him up around 10am. Well, when I overslept by
20 minutes, I immediately grabbed my phone to let him know I would be late.
He answered 15 rings later and informed me he would not be going. I was
furious. This was the 3rd time he'd broken plans in 2 weeks. I'd had enough.
I gave him everything short of a full fledged tantrum. I was beat. I shopped alone.
Anyway, school shopping is done $450 bucks later.. *SIGH* If my baby ain't gonna
be the best dressed little boy there...
*** Next Dilemma***
I'm soo scared about my son starting Jr. High. Is that just the mommy in me?
I mean, I know he is a smart boy. He is a carbon copy of me. The girls have
already started flocking and he has already begun his little secretive moods.
I'm scared for his safety. I'm scared of what he might be exposed to, but
most of all I'm just sad to see him grow up so fast. I never realized my little
baby would grow into a little man so quickly. **sigh**
**** Weird Men***
Weird Guy# 1... Met him at the super market. He came off really nice
until the initial phone call.
Me:**laughing at a myspace pic, I answer the phone** Hello?
Weird Guy: What are you doing?
Me:Who is this? ( a bit annoyed)
Weird Guy:Larry, from Albertson's. Whatcha doin?
Me: Getting ready for bed (it's Sunday)
Weird: Dang I wanted to see you. So when do u think I can see you?
Me: **Hestitating** Maybe next weekend
Weird Guy: Well you know I got my own place and stuff, so u can come over here
and spend the night with me.
Me: Ahh No, I have my own bed sweetie, plus I don't sleep with people I don't know
Weird Guy: Hold on Aiight... ** weird guy never comes back or calls again**
And trust I wasn't looking forward to another call.
Next Weird Guy, we'll call him Mr. Talker
Met this guy on BP ( yea I already know better!) BUT he is Handsome, and he is NOT
from Cali. He just got to Cali last week via Virginia. He seems very nice but he
talks A LOT. And when I say talks a lot... well, see for yourself...
Ring!Ring!Ring!
Me: Hello?
Weird Guy: Hello, This is the guy you met on Bp, wassup
Me: Not much how are u...?
Weird Guy: yadadyaydaydyadyaydaydaydaydyaydayadya on and on and on
until I FELL ASLEEP ON HIS ASS...
***Conversations with Dee***
For those of you who don't know about Dee, he is my co-worker. We actually
sit right next to each other. My first impression of him wasn't that great, but
over time I've grown very fond of him. It's like the old saying,Never judge
a book by it's cover! And trust me, there is a lot of story beneath the
dull exterior. Dee is short for Deraymion, but instead of confusing our
customer's with such an unusual name, he's shortened it to just "DEE". There
are many times throughout my day where I hear him saying, My name is Dee... D-E-E
or Dee, like A-B-C-D... it's quite funny.
Anyhow, our conversations range anywhere from politics to religion.. with all that in between. I would define Dee as a free thinker, meaning he has an answer for everything. LOL He's a bit of cheap skate and he's always looking for new and improved ways to save a dollar or two. He keeps me laughing and sometimes I don't
know how I would get through my day without him... here is a typical conversation:
Dee: Aye, do you ever write stuff that the customer doesn't say in the notes.
Being that you're a writer and all.
Me: Naw, I just write what they say.
Dee: You never just write whatever
Me: No!
Dee: Man, I do, but it only happens after lunch. It's like my hand
goes number or something and I can't control what I write.
Me: Laughing.. Dee, you're crazy.
**Special Note*** I am going to be writing a special series Called, WHY Black People, WHY?... Stay tuned.. LMAO
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