don't you know that things go in cycles...

The other day Wendy Williams called Evelyn Lozado (one of the Basketball Wives who was not really a wife but then ended up marrying a football player, and then just had a baby by a baseball player) her new baby ‘cash register’.  Evelyn (who was also on the Iyanla Fix my life because the afore mentioned football player had head butt her and she had to get stiches BUT mainly because she had anger issues (but then WHO DOESN’T?)) responded by saying she doesn’t bother anyone and something about  Wendy’s  husband buying shoes for another woman.  So it got nasty and ugly.  I was really going to defend Wendy by saying she is not mean spirited, but that was kinda mean.  She kinda crossed a line talking about the baby although I think she was referring to the dude that HE is the cash register.   In general however, I don’t think she is mean spirited.  A few people I don’t like because they appear mean spirited, Joan Rivers tops my list, Chelsea Handler, and of course Perez Hilton.  Now in real life these people may be the nicest  people you would ever want to know but they come across as mean spirited to me.  Wendy, maybe in another life but now, nah she didn’t do it for the vine!! LOL

I know for a fact that sometimes I do not communicate well.  I know that I leave things to the imagination, allow folks to assume and make their own call.  BUT when I give you explicit and implicit instructions or directions and you still decide to assume or take matters into you own hands, I have an issue.   I told you what to do, you cc’d the entire department and NOT the person I told you to inform, so now shit is not gonna get done.  MEN!!

So for the 4^th time I have run into to dude that I ‘met’ online who insists on flirting and trying to get my number even though he doesn’t remember we have already met online AND in person and this is not fate but a really bad joke that the universe is playing on me.  What’s bad is he is kinda cute and had I met him randomly at the Rite Aid I would have given him my number.  I wouldn’t have known he was the type to brush his teeth AND try to carry on a conversation.  I wouldn’t have known when I disagreed with him, he was the type to say I was bitter and surely must have been hurt by other men.  I just wouldn’t have known.  BUT I DID KNOW!!  When I recognized who he was, I conveniently had a boyfriend and got in my car and prayed he didn’t follow me.

There is no one in my immediate area except me and 2 other co-workers.  WHY does my one co-worker insist on whispering?!?!  Every time she does I’m like DUDE we are the only ones here!!!  I jokingly say this is like ‘I am Legend’ the movie where Will Smith is like the onliest survivor and he sets up mannequins (where does he get them from?? Hmmm) so he doesn’t feel so alone. 

My brother said he never made it in a post on the good blog and honestly in reviewing it in my head he may be right.  What he needs to know is that even though he never made it in, allowing me to vent to him about other siblings (it’s only 3 of us LOL), our mother and just random shit in general has been such a relief.   In fact the other day I was ranting about a friend and just the act of getting it out is sometimes all I need.  SO thank you brother!!  YOU MADE IT IN!!!!