Showing posts with label WTF. Show all posts
Showing posts with label WTF. Show all posts

Friday, March 14, 2008

'Security to stall ONE please'


Ok, so I stopped at the McDonalds in Harlem today only to see two men guard the bathroom doors. At first I thought there was a minor altercation....**what the hell done happened now**....but as I ordered my food and begin to sit down, I learned they were keeping non-customers out the bathroom. ERR!?!?!


{come again you say}...alright; THEY WERE KEEPING NON CUSTOMERS---just kidding, but yeah-ridiculous I know. So I sat close to the bathroom (eww, don't go there)--only because I was in denial... thinking **they cannot be serious.** I was trying to convince myself otherwise **maybe someone is in there throwing up or maybe a mother is giving birth or something...who knows** but all assumptions were false.


As crazy as it seems, many people indeed came off the streets wanting to use the bathroom. As they approached the doors of the bathroom, one of the men would hold out their hand in an effort to obtain a receipt to prove they had a purchase from THAT DAY **Are you shitting me.** As expected, a few got upset and a couple even gave a hi five using the middle finger only as they exited. Others begged to get in the restroom and the remaining already knew 'what time it was' when they saw the men at the door. 'Come on man, I gotta use it' or 'man, I'm ABOUT to purchase something' is all I heard the people say--how funny. {Is McDonalds running out of water or some shit? What is the logic behind this shit, I mean really}...anyway..


I just continued to laugh as I sat and saw the people getting swatted by these men...lol--I'm so messy sometimes--but it was too funny to me. {regaining composure} But you know on the contrary, I am a good person--so next time I will slide one of these people my receipt and let them use the bathroom 'on me'...yeah, thats it! As a matter of fact, I could even charge them .25 cents to borrow my receipt--hell yeah...NY is a hustle, right...I think I am on to something...

Saturday, March 8, 2008

There is ALWAYS one


Yep, one! It nevers fails that there is always one stanky, catty ass woman that you work with that communicates with her tone of voice, looks, and posture to let you know you ain't shit. It's like she tries to intimidate you and belittle you because you are black {or some shit} but the bad part is, this heifer is black too. WTF.


Now I just don't get it. Everyone else in the workplace is cool! Now please know I am not looking to get in this mass circle of friends at the job, but hell--I could have sworn we were all black. I mean, we ALL struggle the same way, we ALL get played in Corporate America and we ALL had to do {a little more} just to get the position we have. So let's cut the shit house negro!


What amazes me more is I am suppose to be impressed because they have been at the company for {X} amount of years and they have an office with a view. Umm yeah, I am not impressed at all...seriously!! Now I know what you are thinking-many would feel honored to have all this, right? Well not me. Why you might ask? Well...ummm, cause someone else is signing their check, ass! And what these {now more traditionally called} 'Uncle Toms' don't understand is because someone else is signing their check, their black ass can get fired just like I can. Now what!?!? Own the company and then I might smile when you walk by; but until then, get the fuck--for real.


Monday, February 18, 2008

If one more person...

Shoves me, pushes me or bumps into me as I am getting off the subway, I am going to kill everyone. Now I understand you are on your way to work, but come on now; is it that serious?

Which brings me to another topic at hand...

Work--












So, you lose all your manners and all sense of {anything} just to get to work on time, huh? Interesting.... Does the man have you "that" controlled where its worth running your ass to the train, closing elevator doors on people, etc? Dayum, I hate how the world and "Man" has {them} trained...its a damn shame.

From now on, I protest we all W.A.L.K. to work....or just not go!