Back to the Old School...
I have personally decided to start my own crusade. Before I get into what that is, let me give a little background context. Ahem…
Yesterday I was waiting at the bus stop on my way to work. Something comes into my line of vision and its crazy dude who called me thirty eight times in three days. His job is right across the street from my bus stop so I guess he saw me from the window. Anyway, he is standing a few feet away from me and he is looking extremely angry. His shoulders are all hunched and his fists are balled up and his face was covered with a really scary grimace. He said something but I had Fred Hammond bumping in the Ipod so I missed it. I took out my head phone and the “conversation” went like this…
Me: What did you say?
Him: You can’t answer your phone? (Let me add that he was so mad his voice got that gruff man thing guys do when they get really mad and his spoke through clenched teeth, so I knew your boy was actually angry!)
Me: No, I never answer my phone…(this is technically true)
Him: WHY NOT? (yes he yelled through clenched teeth…)
Me: It rings too much…
Him: MAN, F*** YOU!
He then takes off running across the street and goes into a restaurant that overlooks my bus stop and just stands in the glass doorway staring at me. My bus FINALLY comes and as soon as I get on, he comes out and goes back across the street to his job….UM…what? that whole thing was scary and I am not going to be taking a whole other bus to work from now on, but I have decided that I am going to bring the pager back. From now one, instead of handing out the phone number, you are just going to get the pager number and I can decide whether or not to call you back and I can do so from a blocked number. After a certain period of time, I will think about revealing the number but even then it might be the number to the pay phone on the corner, but you get what I’m saying.
It seems like the guys I encounter are getting crazier and crazier but they only want to show that they are crazy after they get my number. I’m tired of changing my number every few months and telling my friends not to give it out to anyone because some crazy person messed it up for everyone. This situation was particularly scary and I will definitely use extreme caution but I’m going pager shopping when I get home to LA in a couple of hours. I’m about to put this plan into action right now. A whole hot mess I tell you!
Peace Y’all B
Yesterday I was waiting at the bus stop on my way to work. Something comes into my line of vision and its crazy dude who called me thirty eight times in three days. His job is right across the street from my bus stop so I guess he saw me from the window. Anyway, he is standing a few feet away from me and he is looking extremely angry. His shoulders are all hunched and his fists are balled up and his face was covered with a really scary grimace. He said something but I had Fred Hammond bumping in the Ipod so I missed it. I took out my head phone and the “conversation” went like this…
Me: What did you say?
Him: You can’t answer your phone? (Let me add that he was so mad his voice got that gruff man thing guys do when they get really mad and his spoke through clenched teeth, so I knew your boy was actually angry!)
Me: No, I never answer my phone…(this is technically true)
Him: WHY NOT? (yes he yelled through clenched teeth…)
Me: It rings too much…
Him: MAN, F*** YOU!
He then takes off running across the street and goes into a restaurant that overlooks my bus stop and just stands in the glass doorway staring at me. My bus FINALLY comes and as soon as I get on, he comes out and goes back across the street to his job….UM…what? that whole thing was scary and I am not going to be taking a whole other bus to work from now on, but I have decided that I am going to bring the pager back. From now one, instead of handing out the phone number, you are just going to get the pager number and I can decide whether or not to call you back and I can do so from a blocked number. After a certain period of time, I will think about revealing the number but even then it might be the number to the pay phone on the corner, but you get what I’m saying.
It seems like the guys I encounter are getting crazier and crazier but they only want to show that they are crazy after they get my number. I’m tired of changing my number every few months and telling my friends not to give it out to anyone because some crazy person messed it up for everyone. This situation was particularly scary and I will definitely use extreme caution but I’m going pager shopping when I get home to LA in a couple of hours. I’m about to put this plan into action right now. A whole hot mess I tell you!
Peace Y’all B
Comments
WHY DO THESE CRAZY-ASS people always find you!? When it happend in NY I lived in the Bay. And now that I live in NY, it happens in the Bay. WTF Be careful, B ... you want me to make a phone call and have it taken care of?
Posted by: B-rent | November 17, 2007 05:06 PM
Too much for me. These brothers are scary. I hear them tell me--sometimes total strangers--about being angry at women for things that are totally irrelevant in the scheme of things. LIKE SISTERS AREN'T TAKING CARE OF BUSINESS--OURS, TOO.
I think societal pressure, which includes inflation, has gotten to us. It's so hard out there for a single Black man again-- Working class or not (We had a break when affirmative action was the law of the land and good jobs were plentiful, skilled or unskilled). When our women give us some kind of grief--intentional or unintentional--we lash. You are easy targets. Women are unimposing. Damn, can't even find comfort/desire there too. I feel thier pain, but we still have to persevere emotionally. We can't scare our women folk, I tell them. Not our last hope.
Posted by: Anonymous | November 18, 2007 06:39 PM
Scratch that last sentence. I should have said: Not our saving grace.
(United loving caring Black men are our last hope.)
Posted by: sibanye | November 18, 2007 06:50 PM
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Posted by: Jason | November 19, 2007 03:27 PM
Hey BraNdelyn... FirsT off, THANK GOD you're safe. There are TOO many crazies wandering around! Seriously, I would think about the beePer idea, except that you're going to have to start carRying around a Roll of quaRters everywhere lol! I swear, if there were only a way to round 'em all uP... =) Anyway, Happy ThanksGiving, B~! Have a blessed holiday & let's get together Soon~! I'm Craving that iCe-Cream plaCE~!
Posted by: JenKim | November 21, 2007 10:48 AM
good stuff!
Posted by: Anonymous | December 10, 2007 01:37 PM
Are you sure you didn't put some kind of spell on him? You might want to check your perfume since this sort of thing has happened more than once! JK I'll be starting the novel tonight. Oh yeah, thanks for the contact info...can I call you tonight? LOL.
Posted by: TJ | December 16, 2007 05:21 PM