Rants, Raves, and the Good ol Minimum Wage Workforce...

To the woman at Dunkin Donuts who had the cops follow me cause she thought I took money out of her tip cup. Hey FUCK YOU. I took my dollar back for the simple reason of you taking 9 whole minutes to make my french vanilla with 8 sugars and 8 creams, all this cause your sister was in the drive thru trying to get you to go to bingo, I have a job to go to, and you have a job to do, I got no ticket, and I'm sure the cops were pissed when they had to look at the tape and see the same dollar I put in I took out as well....fucking asshole.

To anyone who works fast food and are between 16 and 19, I didn't ask you to fill out the application, I didn't threaten kicking you out if you didn't get a job, hell I didn't even say turn the job down at Wal-Mart because Wendy's had easier job advancement, but you ARE getting paid to do something rather than find the hip-hop station and flirt with anyone coming to the register, do the FUCKING JOB you was trained to do, next time I order simple shit and it gets fucked up or looks like it was put together by a two year old, I will not hesitate to remake that scene in the Color Purple when Shug lost her damn mind. Yall are slipping, as if that $6.95 an hour is just too small for your liking, well you asked for it, so deal with it, I shouldn't have to suffer cause this is your way of keeping the cable on.

...and finally to the girl with the Black Honda who swears she knows me, after talking to you on the phone I realize I have not the slightest clue who the hell you are. It's funny you think I'm cute and all, but I really don't know you. Oh, and when you kissed me you came but a hair from my lips, sorry if my palm hit your head a little hard, it's a reflex, but you didn't seem to care, I haven't wrote you off as a chicken just yet, I'm waiting for more info, right now you borderline.

Ok so enough with that, what's good world? Just coming off another quiet weekend in the 413, and it is about 80 degrees with a cool breeze outside. My homegirl is back home in NY and I hope everything is running smoothly. I am going to miss the West Indian Parade this year, and if it was all good, I'm sure my peoples is going to not hesitate to let me know. That's what friends are for.

Quick reminder to all yall Yankees dick riding club.....My Bo Sox are winning, and we will take the East, then the series, after I will wear my Red Sox Jersey with matching hat on the train from the Bronx throughout Brooklyn and dare anyone to try and snatch it off. Ok, after some quick thinking, I will retract that last statement, I realize calling up some guns matrix style was only a movie thing, but I will let you New Yorkers know when I get the chance...

I have changed my mind on doing the Latoya Jackson blog, I realized her celebrity status done came and went quicker than a clear window's view after someone with a jheri curl done entered the vehicle. Nothing to write about.

Sign of the Apocalypse, Lauryn Hill is coming out with a new album to follow up The Miseducation, this one should be called The Misinterpretation, cause believe me, we don't know WHAT the hell is wrong with that girl.

much love to KB* thanks for returning my email, after this I will be emailing you a good deal. I know we talk randomly, but you and I have catching up to do...

On that note, I'm out

Enjoy Resident Evil 2 this weekend, to all the gamers out there, I know it should be called Nemesis, but hey I don't care.
Oh yeah, Dawn of the Dead on DVD next month...took yall asses long enough.

Da Champ