On The Job

I have no idea what I was going to write about last night. I really was tired. I don’t just write to remind myself I’m tired. I’m sure I meant to go into some awesome and profound thinking. The stuff that makes you wonder. Yeah I’m good like that. Don’t hate it, cause you ain’t it. True story.

I’m really like this. I have a dry, quirky, sarcastic trait to me. I love it, as most do. I believe that confidence is everything. I’m sure there’s a thing such as over confidence. I’m realistic. I think I’m pretty, but I’m no super model. I think I look good, but I do have som extra weight. But I will wear it with my head high. I’m not ashamed of who I am, and I’m not changing for anyone. If you don’t like me for me, well fuck you, your loss, my gain. I think I fit gemini in every sense of the definition.

As for the little shithead at work who talked shit about me behind my back, for a second time. He will get his. Like I said everyone loves me. I’ve had people coming up and telling me dirt on him for days now. I wouldn’t care if he said these things to my face, but I hate back talkers. It shows dishonesty. There is a difference in discussing someone and talking badly behind ones back. I might tell someone whats on my mind, and tellsomeone later what I said. Or I might say something about someone and go to them and say, hey I said this. But when this guy first started working here I guess he was telling everyone what a bitch I was and how he hated me. I hadn’t even talked to him. So I set him straight on that, and told him that if he has something to say, say it to my face and then get over it. My hubby also said something to him. But now I hear he’s been talking more crap about me. To Sheena. Come on. Be smarter than that at least. I feel insulted he didn’t try harder to cover it up since he tried so hard not to say it to my face. But I found out that he’s also told Sheena he hates blacks. He said he would refuse to seat them if he could. Only he says niggers. Not nigga’s, ER. Ignorant ASSHOLE! I hate people like that. I love my sista’s and brotha’s. I have learned so much.

Like the BBQ at LJ’s the other day. It was half white, half black, and half mixed. People were giving the stinky eye all over to see this mix of people co exsisting and loving it. I’m definately down with it. I felt like it was America at it’s best.

I have a feeling he’ll quit soon, if I can help it.