... the other Black experience
= THE VENT!---GET IT OUT =...
Props goes Illaziam the originator who started this with his 'D-Bags' thread. Helped many of us vent out our frustrations, thanks for the carthartic venue Mr. Ill, make your voice heard!
Setting it off:
= Enough with the Obama-mania already. Put a moratorium on the overdone coverage until fall.
= Hey Miss Big Breasses, I believe you know damn well how you look when you leave the house. Yeah it's hot but if you didn't feel secure with that tight spaghetti-strap top that hugs your bouncy DD assets, don't wear it.
You look foolish walking around the supermarket with your arms covering your chest, grabbing your shoulders like you're trying to give yourself a half-nelson. It's part funny & part frustrating ('cause I couldn't get good glance, damn...). For real though, either wear less revealing clothes or deal with the unsolicted male attention (from nasty gawkers like me).
= You, Mrs. High Level Educator from another school, need to stop acting like you want to get hollered at. Keep the flirty looks coming and I will step to you. Regardless of what your rude, bratty daughter thinks about it. See how she likes it when I'm having breakfast at the house and picking her smiling Mom up for dates.
I'm only halfway joking...
= Dude, how many times am I going to ask you to not tell me any plot details of film I haven't seen? I will hang up on you right now...
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Permalink Reply by lyfenlyn on -
I dont really care how much it costs you to run a credit card. SO STOP TELLING ME AND JUST RUN THE SHIT! Damn!
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Permalink Reply by X-D-D-M*9 on
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= Redundant rave/vent: glad to be back on the grid, into the Matrix with cable & home internet service. Screw Comcrass and (un)Clear for their wack service and plans. V-FiOS pissed me off too for not delivering on the date they promised but I got it now. Back to my ol' internet addiction relapse like the rest of the world, ha.
= You were 100% correct but I honestly didn't dig how expressed it to me. After I sublimate my ego, I'll take heed of your advice and possibly apply some of it.
= My gig is bullcrap and pays nada. But it's a sweet breeze to do with mad flexibilty and benefits. I won't complain (that much).
= You need chill on the negative comments and snide remarks while on duty. I'm glad someone else mentioned it because I was beginning to think I was being oversensitive. Nah, we all know you're a overly-judgemental gabbster. Not a bad person, you just need to reel it in some.
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Permalink Reply by Pokey on -
In the past year my wife left me, a friend of mine died, my mom had a mini stroke, I was in a car accident, and I've realized just how much I hate my job. I think I'm cursed.
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Permalink Reply by dj ceiba on
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the 9 o'clock hour was something to behold for me today...
AM
9:46:30 - you swing your livery cab right in front of a me on a skateboard hurtling downhill & block his path.
9:46:31 - your CLUELESS fair walks straight in front of me & is totally stunned as i swerve into a parked car to save BOTH of our lives.
9:46:33 - i get back on my skateboard
9:46:35 - i spit on the hood of your car right where you can see it all day until you clean it up.
9:46:40 - you wanna drive by real slow - glaring menacingly?
9:46:43 - i calmly, yet firmly say: "WHAT THE FUCK YOU GONNA SAY TO ME!?". (to be clear - i can't hear you anyway - i got the morning reggae BLASTING in my headphones) & keep skating downhill taking it easy on that tender ankle...
9:46:45 - i noticed the woman that caused the whole shit in the back trying to say something out the window .. stupid ass
it was one of those moments where i nearly got up & destroyed this guys car with a skateboard. swinging all that wood and metal with that kind of rage would have been "pimp your whip" in reverse. oooh. watch out for the dread on the AM skate to the subway next time...
PM
9:30 - get on the train
9:30:30 - standing in my spot
9:31 - i notice there's some drunk kid from out of town trying to talk to his "brothers & sisters" (ie middle-aged women who are NOT having it)
9:31:15 - snikering to myself
9:31:30 - did he just smack that woman's thigh?
9:32 -still trying not to stare
9:32:30 - everybody clears out of that side of the train except my slow ass
9:33 - now this dude wants to freestyle REAL LOUD - badly? he's making up sloppy 1/4 verses to some music he's playing in his headphones. he keeps doing the same ass-slapping dance move in between his "verses"
9:33:30 - i know i got my headphones on, but did i just hear "bob marley" in one of those verses? (don't include me in your raps, fool)
9:33:45 - i feel the tension rising in this train car & choose to goto the next one.
9:33:45 - sitting, smiling & laughing about my day
i just can't stand to give my attention to people that need it that bad. i literally felt drained the longer i sat in front of that kid & his drunken antics. i felt like saying anything would be a fight & it's more of a "who gives a fuck - why waste my time" situation. after escaping death in the morning & having had such a nice middle of my day, i was content to vote on him with my feet. and with that simple act, i feel as though i have turned into a new yorker - no time for crazies. i'm just too grown to go confronting kids about their behavior in a forum like the subway & for what? i'm going home to see my daughter :)
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Permalink Reply by kifaru on -
You are not cursed. Time will heal all hurts but unfortunately when you're going through it seems like the pain is lasting for ever but it isn't. Trust me on this it will get better. You may have to get some help and that may take a learning curve too but it will get better. Trust me on this I have had bad "decades" and I'm doing OK right now.
Pokey said:
In the past year my wife left me, a friend of mine died, my mom had a mini stroke, I was in a car accident, and I've realized just how much I hate my job. I think I'm cursed.
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^^^ co-sign with K that life will only put you through things that will strengthen you, Pokey. Peace & Power.
DJ-C, that's a damn movie right there, ha. Call it 9am-9pm, except in your film you really "Pimp-Slap His Ride" with your board. And watch that non-rapping fool play himself on the 3 train or battle some cat with real skills who shuts his ass down, hard.
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Permalink Reply by Pokey on
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Thanks guys. It just feels like everything is against me right now. I know this too shall pass, but dayum...
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Permalink Reply by lyfenlyn on
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I am not good at maff. But today is a particular challenge. Aunt flo came a week early so Im not feeling that great. Then these two triffling beoches come to class late and want to visit with eachother instead of following the lecture. I cant concintrate with them yammering about skinny jeans and bfs. Then one takes off her shoes and he feet SMELL! OMG~! Im over these hoes.
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= I get good news about the distrated teacher not returning to our class next semester. While I'm internally celebrating this, in the cafeteria all is going, well, aiight. I sense some tension 'cause the students are cooped inside from rain. Just when I'm ready to leave with my group, two girls start going at it swinging fists and open hands at each other. I jump in between and grab the smaller girl and hold the other girl's arm to seperate them.
My glasses get knocked off in the process & I'm asking for one of the adults to help me out. Somebody finally gets the other girl and we walk them up to office and I hand the shorter girl off to the secretary like they do drunks & fighters at a nightclub. The larger girl is a known troublemaker who flipped some attitude to me once. Well both of them can work it out in detention or in-school suspension.
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Yeah, it was kinda heated for a sec ha. The young bros are problem but the young sistas can be straight dangerous, scary.
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Permalink Reply by Rosenda on -
Pokey said:In the past year my wife left me, a friend of mine died, my mom had a mini stroke, I was in a car accident, and I've realized just how much I hate my job. I think I'm cursed.
You'll make it through. If I did then so will you. Sometimes a bunch of horrible shit happens that lays you low, makes you want to die, scares the hell out of you, and gets you crying uncontrollably. My past two years 2009-2010 were jacked up. It unhinged me and this year I just start to get back on my feet. I'm still hurting sometimes but at least I smile once in awhile and I'm finally glad to be alive again. It ain't easy Pokey. Ask for help if you need it.
The help might just be someone telling you it's normal to feel fucked up and even if you don't feel it yet....eventually you'll feel joy again, even if it's just in bits and pieces once in awhile. You'll get thru it Pokey, don't give up on yourself.
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Permalink Reply by Chris Asrk-pa El on -
If you guys want to let out a good cry.......http://youtu.be/Yna9FIlV03Y (seriously though)
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