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

October 11, 2012

Obligatory Hurricane Post (Stream of Consciousness)

October 11, 2012

SHit Happens

October 11, 2012
Ain't Nobody Got Time
Hurricane Sandy
Shit Happens

I should be doing my homework, but I’ve decided to relay a smooth tale. Perhaps this is something I heard, or  maybe its about somebody I know, facts and events may have been changed slightly or whatever but alas here’s the story.

So this girl meets this guy and they start hanging out. They casually date, dinner, see movies you know the usual. Now the girl realizes about two months in that though the guy is nice she’s just not really feeling him. I guess its something in her gut that’s telling her he’s just not really her cup of tea. There’s nothing wrong with him, he’s nice, respectful all of that but that gut feeling still rides with her. So what does she do? She ignores the feeling, because he’s entertaining enough for the moment and its nothing heavy. Another month passes and one evening the boy goes to the girls apartment. They chill, watch a movie, kick it. A casual night in, this has happened at least once before, its nothing too new. The next day the girl and the boy decide that they want to go out to grab breakfast. The boy gets in the shower first and the girl goes in when he’s finished. When the girl gets out of the shower she calls to the boy from the bathroom. When there’s no response she comes out of the bathroom to discover the boy has vanished…..along with all her electronics (aside from her television) as well as the keys to her apartment. GONE, VANISHED, IN THE WIND. Alas, though she is a bit traumatized the girl gets her life back in order, the police are called, locks are changed and things are replaced, the world keeps turning…..

About a week or so later, the girl ventures into the computer store to replace her stolen lap top. She ends up chatting with the guy who helps her for about two hours. The conversation flows, its interesting and dope. As she leaves the computer store the  new boy asks the girl if he can take her out sometime. The girl is pleased  because she hadn’t connected with someone like that in some time. The week goes on, the girl and the boy chat and text. One evening, a few days into speaking, the new boy tells the girl that he has to tell her something. The new boy tells the girl that along with working at the computer store he has a side occupation. The girl asks the boy what this side occupation entails. The boy tells the girl that he’s a non-sexual escort. The boy takes women on dates and they pay him $300-$400 per night. The girl is quite disturbed by this news and informs the boy that she has no interest in being a customer. The boy says that he never wanted the girl to be a customer, and that his intentions were just to be honest. The boy then tells the girl that his tag line is that he’s eleven inches. The girl stares at her new laptop with its eleven inch screen and promptly hangs up the phone.

Moral of the story, always listen to your gut, but even then,
Shit Happens

xxoxoxo Chocolate Girl In the City xoxoxoxox

PS: Did ya’ll see Joe snatch back Ryan’s wig tonight?! Thrilling