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I'm at the grandfolks...they picked me up from work last night. MY BACK, arms and legs are HURTING SOOOOO BAD. I guess that'll happen when you're constantly moving on your feet for eight hours straight.
I really dislike working with the chick I worked with last night. She's cool people (as far as relativity, small talk, etc.) but her work ethic is boo-boo. I'm a hard ass worker and I do my share. This girl is a totally different story, but you know what everything comes to light in due time. So I'm not even going to dwell on it. She'll get found out.
Yesterday, I got off at midnight. Today I get off at 1am. Closing is cool, but damn I get tired almost immediately after I get off (which means little to no C time). It's so funny because people are like "How are you getting home?" and most of the time I'm NOT getting a ride, so I tell them I'm taking the train. They're always like "Oooh, girl be careful. Crazies are out." I want to tell them (and remind some of them) Don't you know I lived in Brooklyn for four years? I mean Chicago public transportation is no joke (this woman got raped on a train car during rush hour earlier this year), but I feel if you can deal with NYC transportation and be safe, you're pretty safe anywhere. It's (NYC) so big that everything is multiplied. There are more pissy subway cars. More panhandlers. More thirstbuckets. More CRAZIES. Overall, with any unsafe/unfamiliar situation it's all about having common sense. I sometimes wonder if I'm just holding on to that "young and invincible" mentality, but ya know what? I know that if something were to jump off I'd spazz out on the person/people who thought I could be effed with. I have enough "street" in me to handle something. Believe it. Besides I've seen some crazy stuff go down here, in the past two months. This is just ONE incident.
One day on the train here,(and this is in broad daylight) these two men
were about to fight (Again I thought of Jasmine's theory of Chicago people always being ready to fight). I was sitting two rows in front of Guy #1. The train stops and Guy #2 gets on and sits diagonally across from me. Then I see Guy #2 talk so I start reading his lips as I'm jamming with my headphones. This cat is calling somebody "fat" and "bald." Low and behold, he's talking to Guy #1. I turn my music off so I can hear, and the other 5 or 6 people on the train are turned in whatever direction necessary to be tuned into what's going on between these two. Guy #2 continues to taunt Guy #1 now calling him a "fat bald motherfucker"
Guy #1: gets up from his seat and walks directly in front of Guy #2's seat "Who the fuck are you calling fat and bald with your raggedy ass?" (LOL, at this point I'm trying to think of how I'mma get away from where these two are!)
Guy #2:I'm just saying what I see.
Guy #1: Well you ain't about to see shit when I pop your little crackhead ass in the eye.
Guy #2:Do it.
Guy #1: Fuck you. He starts walking back to his seat
Guy #2: Fat, bald motherfucker.
Guy #1: Stops in mid-step, turns around and stares at Guy #2.Then he continues to walk to his seat. Lord, give me the strength. He sits down
Guy #2: Old fat ass.
Guy#1: Ay, you need to shut the fuck up, man. Forreal. All I was trying to do today was come out here and pay my mortgage and not deal with your ol' crackhead ass. You don't even know me...talking shit.
Guy #2: I don't know what you're talking about.... fat ass motherfucker.
Meanwhile, I am SOOOOOO trying not to laugh. Because I cannot believe this shit or the fact that these men were about to throw down over that bs...or throw down PERIOD.
Guy #1: starts mumbling stuff like: Always gotta be some kind of drama on this bullshit. His little scrawny ass don't even know me and talking shit. LORD GIVE ME THE STRENGTH. I don't want to hit no grown ass man who should know better.
The train is about to stop. Guy #2 stands by the door waiting for the doors to open. Guy #1 starts to get louder before 2 gets off.
Guy #1: I ain't even NEED THIS SHIT TODAY!
Guy #2: How rude!
The doors open and #2 gets off.
/end
LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. How is Guy #2 gonna say "How rude?" when he started the shit? I began trying to txt msg people like crazy. A matter of fact EVERYBODY on the train pulled out their cell phones to tell somebody. Guy #1 just got quiet. I know he felt dumb.
I really dislike working with the chick I worked with last night. She's cool people (as far as relativity, small talk, etc.) but her work ethic is boo-boo. I'm a hard ass worker and I do my share. This girl is a totally different story, but you know what everything comes to light in due time. So I'm not even going to dwell on it. She'll get found out.
Yesterday, I got off at midnight. Today I get off at 1am. Closing is cool, but damn I get tired almost immediately after I get off (which means little to no C time). It's so funny because people are like "How are you getting home?" and most of the time I'm NOT getting a ride, so I tell them I'm taking the train. They're always like "Oooh, girl be careful. Crazies are out." I want to tell them (and remind some of them) Don't you know I lived in Brooklyn for four years? I mean Chicago public transportation is no joke (this woman got raped on a train car during rush hour earlier this year), but I feel if you can deal with NYC transportation and be safe, you're pretty safe anywhere. It's (NYC) so big that everything is multiplied. There are more pissy subway cars. More panhandlers. More thirstbuckets. More CRAZIES. Overall, with any unsafe/unfamiliar situation it's all about having common sense. I sometimes wonder if I'm just holding on to that "young and invincible" mentality, but ya know what? I know that if something were to jump off I'd spazz out on the person/people who thought I could be effed with. I have enough "street" in me to handle something. Believe it. Besides I've seen some crazy stuff go down here, in the past two months. This is just ONE incident.
One day on the train here,(and this is in broad daylight) these two men
were about to fight (Again I thought of Jasmine's theory of Chicago people always being ready to fight). I was sitting two rows in front of Guy #1. The train stops and Guy #2 gets on and sits diagonally across from me. Then I see Guy #2 talk so I start reading his lips as I'm jamming with my headphones. This cat is calling somebody "fat" and "bald." Low and behold, he's talking to Guy #1. I turn my music off so I can hear, and the other 5 or 6 people on the train are turned in whatever direction necessary to be tuned into what's going on between these two. Guy #2 continues to taunt Guy #1 now calling him a "fat bald motherfucker"
Guy #1: gets up from his seat and walks directly in front of Guy #2's seat "Who the fuck are you calling fat and bald with your raggedy ass?" (LOL, at this point I'm trying to think of how I'mma get away from where these two are!)
Guy #2:I'm just saying what I see.
Guy #1: Well you ain't about to see shit when I pop your little crackhead ass in the eye.
Guy #2:Do it.
Guy #1: Fuck you. He starts walking back to his seat
Guy #2: Fat, bald motherfucker.
Guy #1: Stops in mid-step, turns around and stares at Guy #2.Then he continues to walk to his seat. Lord, give me the strength. He sits down
Guy #2: Old fat ass.
Guy#1: Ay, you need to shut the fuck up, man. Forreal. All I was trying to do today was come out here and pay my mortgage and not deal with your ol' crackhead ass. You don't even know me...talking shit.
Guy #2: I don't know what you're talking about.... fat ass motherfucker.
Meanwhile, I am SOOOOOO trying not to laugh. Because I cannot believe this shit or the fact that these men were about to throw down over that bs...or throw down PERIOD.
Guy #1: starts mumbling stuff like: Always gotta be some kind of drama on this bullshit. His little scrawny ass don't even know me and talking shit. LORD GIVE ME THE STRENGTH. I don't want to hit no grown ass man who should know better.
The train is about to stop. Guy #2 stands by the door waiting for the doors to open. Guy #1 starts to get louder before 2 gets off.
Guy #1: I ain't even NEED THIS SHIT TODAY!
Guy #2: How rude!
The doors open and #2 gets off.
/end
LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. How is Guy #2 gonna say "How rude?" when he started the shit? I began trying to txt msg people like crazy. A matter of fact EVERYBODY on the train pulled out their cell phones to tell somebody. Guy #1 just got quiet. I know he felt dumb.