All this time down here wearing flats, I cant walk in heels anymore. What kinda mess is this? They still look cute, and they feel fine on. I can even stand and profile for a minute or two. But let me try to walk somewhere LOL. You see the pic, these aint even that high - well, I guess 3 and a half inches aint exactly for the faint of heart - but the point is, I never had a problem with them before. Its like my legs cant reach the floor unless I take itty bitty steps. I got long legs, I dont take no itty bitty steps LOL. They dont hurt (thank God!) I just feel like an idiot trying to walk in them, and while I do have my F2's in the bag, F2's are frowned upon in the office. So I guess I have to just sit my ass down til its time to go home.

*sighhhh*

Wall St, Day One

First day at the new gig and so far, so good.

I didnt realize I never told that many people I got a new job... or that I had even lost the last one.... until I saw the crazy response to my FB thread this morning. I guess I operate as if everybody in the world reads my blog LOL. They should LOL.

There's only one thing I dont like so far.... ok, well.... two...

I'm coming in with two other guys, both of which represent the worst of coworkers I had recently - the one guy who talks too fucken much and decides he's not gonna do what he's been told to do the way he's been told to do it because he doesnt think its better than his way lol..... and the young buck who has had like one job in his life, but has an answer for everything, even though he dont know shit LOL. Luckily, we are only starting together and not working together. We'll all be on different teams and projects. Thank the Lord.

The other thing - their coffee situation SUCKS! They have a Flavia machine, but why I gotta pay 75 cents for a dixie cup of coffee? LOL And why are the sugar packets rock hard, and there's no creamer? Cause nobody drinks this shit, thats why LOL. No wonder I came in here Friday and everybody was toting around their Starbuck's and Dunkins. Shame on them LOL.

The best thing about the office is that at least 20% of my co-workers have accents of some kind. That number is based solely on the number of people I have actually had the chance to speak to or hear speak, so there are a good number of them unaccounted for. The British ones are awesome. I could listen to them all day.

Thus far, I think the tasks are doable. Of course, things always seem easy before you actually have to do them, but I think the hardest part will be getting through to the C-level execs I have to book. You know those admins have on they Wonder Woman bangles, blocking errrthang like PING! PING! LOL But I'm not concerned.

To get to the office, I have to take the PATH to WTC. This morning was the first time I had really been up close and personal with the Freedom Tower, currently in progress. I didnt have time to stop and look around, but I'm pretty sure I walked right past the 9/11 memorial at some point and just didnt know it. On another note, I have to say I have never seen that many damn people in commute. Im talking about droves and droves of people coming up outta there this morning and at least 3x that this evening, with all the tourists. Item 1: find a way to maneuver through that madness with a little more finesse. The commute is short and sweet so I dont wanna mess with the route but that shit drove me crazy.

All in all, not a bad day, except I was starving when I came home. I cant wait to [hopefully] get groceries this weekend cause that little turkey sandwich I took with me for lunch aint do nothing but make me mad. And now at a time when I should be trying to do some more of this prep work I brought home, I have a paper to write. Ah well, Im training all week so I will have a lot of time to do it at the office.

So far so good. I dont think I will blog about the office again until the end of the week unless something noteworthy happens, but I knew if I didnt say something about it today, my phone wouldnt stop ringing and I would never get this paper done. So there you have it. Wall St, day one. Enjoy your night, folks.

Shenanigans!

Ima get to the job stuff in a minute but first, lets talk about this fool I met yesterday LOL

Lord be a fence.....

I told yall I met this guy on the train yesterday. He was texting me the second I left his sight and continued to do so, on and off, for the rest of the day. I thought it was kinda cool, you know? He's really interested.

So he gives me some time to get my homework out the way last night and then he calls. A lot of "getting to know you" stuff, you know the shit you ask when you just meet a person.... but his relationship questions are like.... hardbody LOL. Like.... he's serious LOL. He's like be there for him, give him what he needs and he'll take care of everything. Cool, I can dig that. I came out of that conversation with the understanding that he wants us to focus exclusively on us. Aight, I can dig that too. Less drama that way anyway LOL.... (I hate myself right now, that is soooooo not the point LOL).

Anyway, we agree to see each other tonight. We're texting today and Im like "so whats the plan?" (He's confused) "The plan. You know, what are we doing, where are we going.... the plan." (He's still confused. He thought he told me last night) "Ok then refresh me because Im pretty sure we didnt cover that." This fool gon say to me that I need to do whatever he needs me to do LOL.

*record scratch*

Im sorry, what? LOL

Now the texts are slowing down by this point because now I have to pause in between responses to react to the bullshit he's saying to me. You know these infamous facial expressions of mine sometimes take a second to match up with the thoughts in my head at this level of fuckery LOL.

I just met this guy, but he's cool. Likeable. Maybe we're just having some kind of miscommunication, so I say just that: "I think maybe there's been some kind of miscommunication. I dont think we're on the same page." Clearly he thought I was UNCLEAR and asking for clarification, which came in the form of "I need all that good loven. And you dont have to pay no bills."

I swear on everything. Im looking at the text right now, those were his exact words LMAO! Fuck is wrong with this ni..... *sighhhhhhhhhh*

I "What? LOL" because clearly he couldnt be serious. Ohhhhhhhh but he was LOL. He had the nerve to repeat what he said and then follow it up with "I need you to send me a list of everything." Oh nigga, now Im a whore with homework? Where they do that at? LMAO!

I couldnt muster enough of anything inside me to actually become angry. In fact, I found it quite amusing how wrong the tree was he was barking up, so much so that I actually was nice in my replies. I mighta been too nice - I dont think he realized I was saying "you know you just fucked up right?" LOL But here's the kicker... Im checking for confirmation every time he says something to make sure Im clear on the fact that he's asking me to be his personal prostitute and he confirms each step of the way and did not see why Houston was having a problem. I said "Sweetie, if youre looking for somebody who would be good with that arrangement, Im sorry to tell you you stopped the wrong woman on that train." This nigga goes "See, I knew you was going to take it the wrong way."

*staring into the camera*

LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! This cant be life. Where are the cameras? I cant take it anymore.

For real though? #Comeonson!

I had to end the conversation. It was starting to make me stupid. I felt brain cells dying LOL.

The crazy part now is thinking back to our conversation last night and applying this new information to the ideas I thought meant something else. He was having a completely different conversation than I was LOL.

He called while I was in the other room, so I missed it, and Im glad. Now is not the time to talk to him, if I ever do again. I dont know, maybe he's actually had "relationships" like that. Do people do that, like in real life? LOL I guess they do, my girl said they do. *shrugs* In retrospect, a lotta bitches is fuckin for free so...... a little change in perspective and...... fuck that shit, this nigga crazy LOL.

I got bout 20 more minutes of laughing on the inside, but before I continue to do so............. the job I mentioned a buncha blogs back is the one I was offered today. Notwithstanding the fact that in 6 months I could be singing a whole new tune (lol), right now, it sounds perfect. The earning potential is BANANAS! So my intent is to hit the ground running so I can start peeling that shit ASAP. I always wanted to work on Wall St. Now I can actually cross that off my list. Wow. And a week ago I didnt even have a job. I guess God decided I needed a week off to get my mind right.

But now Im curious why I really got off that train yesterday..... LOL

*shrugs*

Ah well.

Lighters in the air.....

Guess who's workin on Wall Street.

Yup.

Thats all me.

I'll be back. I got babies to kiss LOL.

Shit!

I almost shit on myself today and I dont fucken appreciate it LOL.

Well I didnt appreciate it.... until I realized it was the only way to create a big enough sense of urgency to get me off the train at the stop I needed to get off at to cross paths with somebody the universe apparently wanted me to meet. For what? I dont know. But as my girl said to me when I told her the story, good, bad, it doesnt matter. Everyone comes into your life for a reason. Temporary, permanent, to teach you a life lesson, or one about yourself.... its all necessary.

If I wasnt bout to shit on myself, I woulda rode the train all the way home the first time. I wouldnt have gotten off 5 stops early, gone into the Japanese bar and grill I used the bathroom and paid $2.70 for a fucken ginger ale in (*RME*), and I wouldnt have been back in the station at the same time he was, preparing to board the same train.

Now dude might not have been the reason I was made to get off that train, but he's the only thing in the events that followed that makes sense. I guess time will tell.

Time be tellin, dont it? LOL

I mean you never really think about a person's purpose in your life until they're no longer in it, for whatever reason. Your decision, their decision, its not until they're gone that you think about it. For those people who you cant seem to find a purpose for knowing, the purpose is most likely yours and not theirs. I mean when someone comes into your life, you also come into theirs, so it could be you having the impact on them, rather than the other way around.

Anyway, just another little lesson in perspective. If Dig found a way to not be mad she was almost a walking shit stain, then you can find a way to not be mad about your bullshit too LOL.

I's Free!

So I lost my job yesterday, and you know what? I'm fine.

Yeah, I have some things to figure out - the bills wont stop coming and I have kids to feed - but yesterday was the first time in a long time that I felt like I could breathe. It has been so stressful this last month, just being in that office, I felt like I was physically sick a lotta days. I had a panic attack earlier this week, my back has been bothering me for at least two and the headaches have been unstoppable. But yesterday, I felt like a load had been lifted and I was almost grateful it was over.

The shitty part about the timing of it all is that commission payouts are disbursed next pay period, and because I am officially no longer employed there as of today, I wont get mine. Fucked up right? That was the thing that pissed me off. But the second I left there, things started to happen.

On my way home, I went to see one of my clients that I had developed a good relationship with and he made a call to the president of another company to get me an interview for Monday. After I got home, I was contacted by two other places about interviews, and I am typing this blog on a brand new laptop someone bought for me, just because they didnt want me to be without one (thank you). I have been in this place before so I know some days are better than others, but blessings are pouring all around me. How could I not be okay? But if you do wanna help, donations can be made to...... LOL

Anyway, just updating my status. My house needs some attention and before I give it, I need some coffee.... so I am off to the kitchen. Make it a great day folks. I sure plan to.

Men are interesting

"I know you lost your virginity a long time ago, I just want the box it came in."

"Yeah, I'm married, but that dont mean I cant still treat you like a queen. I want to set the bar high enough so that the next man to reach it actually deserves the chance to give you what I cant."

"I will fly you down here, taste you, and send you home wondering what the dick is like. But dont worry, I'll text you a picture of it when you get home."

#dead

I need to cancel my internet service LOL.