Monday, October 6, 2008

Continued

So...basically, I spent my weekend running around like a chicken with my head cut off. Didn't get to see my friend from Chicago. He was a little "disappointed" to say the least.

In hindsight, I know I mishandled the situation. I could've made the time if I wanted to but I didn't. It wasn't fair to him.

I was talking to a friend about how he deals with dudes. He has all of this semi-anonymous sex with people whom he doesn't want to touch him after. He always overbooks himself and gets loads of angry/disappointed texts from people.

I told him this:

Time is precious and it is not abundant. I'm starting to realize that the older I get. I don't and can't physically spend time with people whom I'm not 100% sure I want to. Practice not giving people things you can't get back, like time.

He was like, "is that why you didn't see ChicagoDude this weekend? You usually make time for everyone."

It was like a slap in the face.


Was he right? I don't know.

Anywho...I told him I could feel like mold or I can feign indifference.

WHICH brings me to this morning.

My mom rings my doorbell.

8am

Come downstairs...I wanna blow your mind real quick.

She tells me the Pastor next door has been using his pulpit to talk shit about her every Sunday. He's said she's fat and keeps getting fatter and fatter, she keeps raising the rent, and doesn't want them to take showers.

Firstly, she raised their rent $50. That was in January.


Which makes their rent $650.

For a 2 bedroom apartment!!!! I know people who pay $700 for a damn studio!

Plus, water is included in the rent and they have a washer machine! She called becauase she heard the shower running for 15 minutes and no one was using it. Their young son turned it on to play.

*blank face*

What the fuck!

My mom, also a minister, told the person who told her, "God bless him."

You already know I wanted to get buck.

How fucking dare you!

She was like..please!! Don't say anything.

Riight. He has one time to side-eye me and it is on!


Fuck outta here with that shit.

She's being indifferent now.
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3 comments:

WiZ said...

you can try to meet the guy this coming weekend. :-)

Chris said...

Wow...that pastor sounds super janky...he'll get his without you messing with him; trust.

Young woman on a journey said...

oh hell to the naw to that pastor. I pay more than that for a studio (a lot more) and dont' even live in new york...and gotta pay all utilities. hell naw. hell naw!

girl, your advice was dead on and if that is how you felt aobut chicago...then so be it.