…..what is wrong with women? I mean this is a valid question! Ladies I don’t mean anything derogatory by this question, but I guess I need a woman’s perspective on this one. This somewhat piggybacks the conversation that we had the other day. This post was spawed by a conversation I had with my dude the other day. Also, I was sitting around yesterday flicking through channels and came across the movie “Boomerang”….man this is one of my favorite movies of all time…so me being me, I had to watch it. Of course this had the gears spinning in my head.
Anywho, these two instances made me think about women and the ones I have encoutoured lately. It just seems like 90% (don’t ask me how I came up with this figure) that I have interacted with (on many different levels…professionally, educational, friendship..etc.) have been either bitter, angry or desperate. I know I might strike a nerve with this ladies (again I’m just curious), but it is like they all had some level of dysfunction…or some monsterous chip their carried around on their shoulder.
Let me give you some examples…(The angry woman)….here’s the scene…I was at the mall talking to one of my employees and this lady got off the elevator directly in front of me. If you know me at all, if I make eye contact with you, I’m gonna speak. So we make eye contact…okay, first off her face was all curled up like she had a case of the BG’s (for those of you that don’t know what that is, it is the bubble guts…you have to do the #2…sorry about that one). She is walking DIRECTLY in my direction. This is what is going through my head as she approached me…man, what the heck is wrong with her….she looks like she has to take a dump….I hope that ain’t her everyday face….damn girl smile…okay she looked directly at you…she is walking in a line at you…speak…make her smile…it can’t be that bad….those are some nice shoes…okay, here she comes…“Hey how are you doing” Do you know this woman hit me with the beatbox (ya’ll know what the beatbox is…when someone talks to you and you make that psst psst noise)…then she gave me this FAKE smile and said, “hello.”…….Boy I was on FIRE…here are my thoughts after this happened. I went straight into FU mode…what the hell, is she serious…..get the hell outta here….she obviously don’t have a clue who I am…I hope her skateboard face didn’t think I was trying to get at her…and if I was (which I don’t) women don’t react to me like that….man I ain’t know Boris Kojoe, but I damn sure ain’t the Crypt Keeper (got that line from Bertha)….I hope she boo boo on herself…man, women kill me…that is why I have issues with ya’ll now…she need a f’n man or something I mean for no reason ladies…she just blew me off like that. I understand that she could have had a bad day or whatever, but to be nice, smile and say hi to someone is nothing. I thought enough about her angry looking fish tank face to speak (okay, that was wrong, but she was ignant for no reason).
Instance number two….(the bitter woman) see all the post from the other day…hahahhaha.
Instance number three…(the desperate woman)…all this one is gonna be good. Okay ladies, I don’t want this to come off the wrong way…(I’m gonna set the backdrop here)….You might not believe me, but I promise…well it’s like this…I am 32 years old (just turned a month ago) and I would say that out of these 32 years, I have really been infatuated with women for like 23 of those years and out of all the years, I have attempted to talk to 2 women ( I can tell you both instances…once my senior year in high school and once when I was 21). All other interaction with women have been initiated by women. Not that I don’t like talking to women (I LOVE talking to women), it was just that women ALWAYS came at me. I never had to come on to a women (not saying that I was a ladies man), it just always came easy (I’m just being real). Okay, I’m about to have a transparent moment. I have this saying I use all the time…”keep it one hundred”. That means keep it real…be honest one hundred percent of the time, no matter what! So I’m about to keep it one hunned (that is how I really say it). Since my wife passed away, it is crazy because I mean, all types of women have tried to get at me. It is like they are sharks…smell blood in the water. It has been a plethora of women too…women that knew my wife (yeah that’s a hot mess), women that knew of her…even women that don’t even have a clue. The acts of desperation are pathetic….sometimes, I sat back with one of my dudes and we can’t believe some of the stuff that women do and say to me. I’m talking about women that are professional….in a business suit with the briefcase….to women that work at Burger King (I’m not knocking you…do what you do boo)…to pregnant women scattered in between. For instance I have had things like (again, i’m not the male version of america’s top model) a women literally cut in front of me (while she is DRIVING) in a parking lot to talk to me….I have had women start up a conversation with one of my kids in the store to get at me….I have had women give me free food….discounts on shoes….offer me tickets to sporting events…so many things.
It has been so mind-boggling to see the extent of the things people. Some women have just been straight forward… basically like, “this is what it is…can you mess with that?” The real women…please tell me, what is it? Is it just my luck of the draw? What is it?
On another note I had a great weekend. I didn’t make it to church yesterday, but my children and I listened to some Gospel music and read in Psalms, Mark and Revelations….we discussed this for about two hours…man it was awesome. It is amazing to see childrens mind work and what they can comprehend when it comes to the Lord….I’m out…dueces sideways….
Nothing in all the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity. – Martin Luther King Jr