As I mentioned when these writings began, I have a few regular cast members and a plethora of guest stars. For the most part everyone plays a distinct role. Some are just there for shits and giggles. Either way, I think, I have a pretty full life.
Today at lunch Barbie Doll and I discussed “Nurse” and her visit with the 99 cent Massage Therapist. This story was disturbing to say the least. What Masseuse has a TNT old movie playing while giving you a massage? And why did she talk the whole time? In between the talking, she was cleaning out her car and telling my Pals how her friend was JUST murdered, last year. What the heezy? Oh and she also told Barbie doll during the session that she is ALSO a Minister and loves to minister to Black People. “Uhhh, check please”. I have tears in my eyes just typing this.
Ok-Ok-Ok, so today, Barbie and I have lunch again. Why do we keep doing this? My brain is NEVER the same after our lunches. I asked how her weekend was, and she asked about mine. I explained my sessions with EJ, the liquor store and the freelance-freestyle drunkness that I had going on. Then she reciprocated by telling me about her “Wal-Mart Date” (no questions, please.) Anyway, for dinner the dude decided to brown her some boudin, that she said smelled/taste like “arm pits, and an old tainted moldy old vagina, with cotton candy hair, hence the aging process”. WTH??!! Who says that? I am so overwhelmed with laughter right now, that I can’t even tell you about the “Owl”. We’ll discuss that later.
Forward speaking, living in Houston, is one big joke to me. This city, in my opinion wants to be so authentic and forward pace, which it ends up looking like a cheap knock off in some scenarios to me. Aside from that, the weather is also crazy. So today, I am wearing a calf length skirt, sandals and a sweater. It’s all fitting for such a day. Houston is also a place, like most other metroplexes where, if you look a certain way, screw the right people or entertain enough people the rules simply don’t apply. i.e. The Blonde at my gainful employment home. I have never witnessed a person so ignorant, self-centered and shallow in all my days. This is the person who asked me how to reply to an email…”Uh reply button” I thought. Gee. This is also the person who takes lunches at 9 and 10 in the a.m. CST to run errands, that couldn’t be ran during the weekend, due to her dating life. Ya’ll this is a Mother. What sort of example does she believe that she is setting for her children? I hear her phone conversations more than I need to via phone. It’s always about her side business, her new Man, or some new facebook status. She actually sits at work and recites facebook statuses to callers in the key of Dumb.
Whatever. I just wish that the Powers that be, would take her earnings and divide them among those of us who are working. Whatever. Whatever. Whatever.
My patience are wearing as thin as my hair has gotten around the edges these days. I just don't feel like the nonsense. I wish my baby Sis could add a voice file to this blog, as she'd endorse this message. She is the ear that listens to all my frustrations at the end of the day, when we are individually fighting traffic to make it home to job #2. I guess it's time I formally introduce my sisters. Standby for the next post and you'll learn all about them :)
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