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October 11, 2012

SHit Happens

October 11, 2012

Reading Old Broads for Filth (Or A Day In the Life of This Chocolate Girl)

October 11, 2012
Gabby Douglass
Shit Happens
Ain't Nobody Got Time

So yesterday was probably one of the hardest days I’ve had in a while. (It ended up fine :)). I’m usually a rather optimistic person but due to some psychotic old hags who refuse to stay in their lane and away from me and mine, it was quite trying for several hours.
Here’s what Occurred:

So grad school isn’t really difficult for me, but the amount of work is a trashy bastard. I’m exhausted all the time and it just seems to take me a minute to get focused. Anyway, Tuesday night I stayed up really late putting together a two hour presentation that I had to deliver the next day. When I arrived to work yesterday morning I realized that I had neglected to email it to myself. I let a tear drop, pulled myself together and informed my boss that I needed to run home (I only live 20 mins away thank GOD) to retrieve my assignment.

On my way back to work/campus, my cousin texted me asking me when was the last time I had talked to my father. I informed her I had spoken to him Sunday afternoon, and then I put my phone away nothing thinking much of it. I headed back to my desk and a few minutes later my cousin calls me.

I answered the phone and she informed by that my sister was also on the line. Obviously, this sent me into a full blown panic. In the last two years I’ve had more horrific and devastating news delivered to me via phone than any person should have in a lifetime.

(I’ll take this point to give some quick background. My mama worked with this lady for years and years. We shall call her  Willamina. Now Willamina stays in somebody else’s business, but she and my mom were cool for years. To be honest I really don’t know why because when my mama got pregnant with me Willamina refused to speak to her because she loves to be the center of attention. As I grown up I realize she is juse generally a complete fool. Anywhoo toward the end of my Mama’s life I guess my mom finally decided she didn’t have time for it anymore and I really heaven’t heard from the woman but maybe once since my mom passed two years ago. Now there’s a second woman, we’ll call her Betsey, she was my Mama’s best friend in high school and college. I never had any issues with her until she told my sister the day after my Mama died that her behavior wasn’t any type of way to remember my Mama….Needless to say she’s been excommunicated as well. Mind you if I saw or spoke to either of these women I would never be disrespectful, but as I’ve stated I’ve barely seen or heard from either, nor do I have any desire to).

Now let’s get back into the story, my cousin get quiet on the phone and she says I want ya’ll to hear this from me. She says that Willamina had seen one of my Daddy’s neighbors over the weekend and supposedly the neighbor told her that my Daddy had passed away over the weekend. Instead of coming straight to the source (ie: my sister or myself), Willamina decides to be an extra special flavor of tea an sends an EMAIL to Betsey (who lives across the country) asking her what she knew. Betsey then, thought it would be cute to call my auntie who lives in Florida who then calls my other aunties who then call my cousin who tries to call my father and when he doesn’t answer calls my sister and myself. (Do you see how ish spirals out of control??!!)

Sister and I are both panicking and about 10 people start frantically trying to reach my father . After 20 minutes of my world stopping, my sister texts and says that she’s spoken to him. My Daddy calls me shortly thereafter. The poor man was obliviously befuddled because he was in the middle of teaching when his phone went off about twenty thousand times. (His IPhone has the most annoying ring of life and I doubt he knows how to put it on silent) Obviously someone had explained the situation to him because when I pick up my phone he states laughing, “I’m not dead yet”. (Sigh, Bless his heart)

Of course this is the day that I just so happen to have a doctor’s appointment after work and my two hour presentation :/
I get to the doctor’s office and of course I’m emotionally exhausted (it’s only 5pm) so I burst into tears when my doctor asks me if I smoke cigarettes. SMH

After my appointment I slink out of the doctor’s office dragging my dignity behind me and head to the gym for a quick and pungent 2.5 mile run.
Obviously because I am who I am, I slip on the treadmill as I’m warming up. But whateves I still got my cardio in.

As I stumble down Lenox Ave headed home, I’m pondering a hot bath and a smooth glass of wine to drown in the foolery of my life.
But alas, Life is a funny funny thing. I look up to see a grown ass man in a purple velour capri pant onesie and I scream with laughter all the way home.

Moral of the story: Please stay in your lane and mind your business. You never know how stirring up some ish for your personal entertainment will effect others.  I learn everyday that life ain’t know crystal stair but it surely has a sense of humor.

xoxoxo Chocolate Girl in the City xxoxoxoxox
Almost Friday 🙂