Great Weekend

I had a wonderful time this weekend with me and the homies. I needed this mini-vacation in ATL. But now, back to the real world :(

We're such tourists aren't we?

The hotel kept deceiving us with these gorgeous apples that tasted like mush.


Chillin' in VIP at The MARK

Leaving this wonderful restaurant called "RARE". Soulfood Tapas....mmmm, mmmmm!!
We threw ourselves a pool party! No wet hair though?!

The "Workplace"?

I found out today that the world is a deep, dark pit of deception and hedonistic behavior.

I work for a small, but steadily growing company. I came to the office this morning and later discovered that I've been sitting at my desk with my eyes closed. These people in here are off the hook!

If I had taken the time to focus in on the underlying issue and situations that have been occurring, I wouldn't be so lost right now. These people are freak, nasty folks. Everybody is sleeping around. Cheating on their families. I mean they're in here doing some soap opera type stuff. And I'm sitting here like...DAMN! WHERE HAVE I BEEN for the past 3 months?

The CEO is a "nose bleeder" who gets drunk and hits on and sleeps with his secretaries. People are up in here passing around video tapes of them having sex with a co-workers wife. Females are being hated on by their female superiors, sexual harrassment is running rampid.....I mean the list goes on and on.

And all I can do is sit here with my mouth open. Trying to wrap my mind around the fact I'm in this explosive environment and I had NO IDEA! I must be really dense.

And then, I wonder...Americans spend too much time at work. Some of the folks here work 12 hour days. When you spend so much time with a group of people, can't you expect for things like this to go on? This company has office gatherings/parties at the pub down the street. That has to contribute to what's going on, right? We also can dress however we like on any given day. That has to contribute as well, right? They are also in the business of hiring people who there friends instead of hiring a more qualified candidate for the position.

But don't get me wrong the business is thriving. It is in no way lacking in that respect. But I wonder how well it COULD be doing if so many of these problems were ommitted.

America. That's exactly what it is.

In most foreign countries people don't spend nearly as much time in the workplace as Americans do. They go to work less hours a week and spend more time with their wives, husbands, and children. They have more time to build that familial foundation and have less opportunity to tear/break it down.

It's saddening. And I'm almost glad I've had blinders to this whole thing. That means I'm not a part of it. That means these crazy folks around here don't see me as the type to participate. Cuz lawd knows I got enough to deal with than to be bothered by personal stuff between co-workers.

7 Hours People!!!!!

I decide, two weeks ago, that i want to change my look a bit. I'm taking pics tomorrow as a part of my focused mode so I wanted to look and feel fresh. I scheduled the appointment for 6:30pm. I arrived on time, if not, earlier. Do you know I didn't get home until 1:30am!!!!!
A.M. ! People.
Pissed, is not an accurate description. This island man had me sitting and waiting on him for 5-6 hours!

Now call me spoiled, but my girl, Val (my regular hairdresser) has me IN and OUT. If my appointment's at 6:30 I can expect to leave BEFORE 8:00. AND I'll pay less than half of the price I paid last night (this morning)!

So, I arrive at 6:30 only to discover there are 5 heads in front of me. Mind you I've never been here before so I'm thinking...."maybe he moves pretty quickly"...I should be out by ten. I have a date with my dahling later on.
Guess again, you say!
I'm watching, like ...."this dude is really taking his time...as if it's not 10:00 in here!" He's on the phone, he's on the computer, he's having conversations. Now if I'm waiting on someone for a service, it behooves them to remain silent and continuously work, even if your working slow...I'll know your still working.

Laughing, Conversation, Eating, Sighing, The closing of ones eyes to signify exhaustion.....these are all things that make me want to cuss my service provider out after I've been waiting for toooooo long.

Around 9:30, I realize that if I'm going to eat anything at all I better get something. I gather my things to prepare to take the walk down U Street to Ben's Chilli Bowl (looking like a H.A.M. with my hair blown out) And this dude has the nerve to ask me where I'm going and if I could pick him up a turkey sandwich.

Now, this may not seem to be a big deal to any of you but after you've spent 4 hours cussin' somebody out in your head, when they ask you a favor, it's almost infathomable.

Finally! 11:30. I'm in the chair. I immediately smell this hot, funky stench. It's dude's breath. He's cutting my bangs and blowing the hair off of my face with penetrating gusts of wind that he conjured up from way down deep in his intestines. He must've seen my funky face cuz after a few times he finally decided to use the hair brush to get rid of the cut hair.

It's now 12:00am. We're the only two in the shop and he begins to sing and hum and do that "Night at the Roxbury" dance. Then he asks, "Do you know Jesus?" I reply, "Yes sir"....he continues, (island accent) "May the Lord be rid of the thing that ConCerNED, this chil' "..... I'm like, "oh yeah?"....you better watch out homie, cuz all that's on my mind right now, is you.

Then he baited me ya'll..."Where do you live? Do you need a cab?"
"I live in Bowie, and No, I drove."
"So, your going New York Avenue?"
"Yes"
"Could you drop me off? I live right off of New Y0rk."

I begin to scream at the top of my lungs. (in my head)
This fool is crazy!!!!

I like my hair. Not 7 hours worth though